Rotation by G.M.I Venus Lyrics
(Hook)
I close my eyes, that way I’m way I’m visualizing it
I’m bona fide, ambition be the starter kit
I’m finna rise, I promise always keep it lit
I’m touching skies, my flavours like the baller kit
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
Finna guage you on your dough
(Verse One)
Notice anything about the lights
Nobody ever gave you real advice
Feeling nice, backbone pricing right
Got ma’ people with the corner spikes
Frolic little things, we better bite
Go gully on the graves dreaming night
New throne get the acolytes
Hating feebles, I don’t dance on ice
Tryina get me when the feeling’s gone
Really suicide, don’t lean on me
Busy feeling like you kissing ghosts
Presidential better make the oath
Better love me, I’m appealing strong
Never compromise, or try to dream on me
Only reason why I’m fucken dope
Smoking woods, harder than the oak
Faking people acting so obnoxious
Solo solo, tryina’ face the monsters
Got me so relentless, super bad
As if I got myself a sponsor
Really lethal cause I’m tryina conquer
Going godly godly, on the posture
Feeling restless, I don’t like the lag
More fatigue when you just tryina’ prosper
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
(Hook)
I close my eyes, that way I’m way I’m visualizing it
I’m bona fide, ambition be the starter kit
I’m finna rise, I promise always keep it lit
I’m touching skies, my flavours like the baller kit
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
Finna guage you on your dough
(Verse Two)
So much energy my ambiance
Busy working for money, the affiance
Wanna get me merged up, kinda selfish
So much credit, I ain’t feeling selfless
Going gully bloody, champion, rebirth, this is renaissance
They never help you, when they see you hopeless
They never shelter when you fucking homeless
Feeling sad, they never picked you up
In my haven tryina light it up
Only thing I got is music
Since I know it’s so enthusing
Get the money, and then pump it up
Fake friends wanna switch it up
Too many times we were losing
Never gave up on the dream to be cruising
Magnum opus, bet I’m feeling wild
When you losing then they wanna smile
When you doing great things
Nobody says anything or fucking dials
Congratulate the young boy bitch
When I supernova you won’t have the time
So indebted, man I’m on the grind
Laymen’s terms, so you get the signs
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we getting born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
(Hook)
I close my eyes, that way I’m way I’m visualizing it
I’m bona fide, ambition be the starter kit
I’m finna rise, I promise always keep it lit
I’m touching skies, my flavours like the baller kit
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
Finna guage you on your dough
(Verse One)
Notice anything about the lights
Nobody ever gave you real advice
Feeling nice, backbone pricing right
Got ma’ people with the corner spikes
Frolic little things, we better bite
Go gully on the graves dreaming night
New throne get the acolytes
Hating feebles, I don’t dance on ice
Tryina get me when the feeling’s gone
Really suicide, don’t lean on me
Busy feeling like you kissing ghosts
Presidential better make the oath
Better love me, I’m appealing strong
Never compromise, or try to dream on me
Only reason why I’m fucken dope
Smoking woods, harder than the oak
Faking people acting so obnoxious
Solo solo, tryina’ face the monsters
Got me so relentless, super bad
As if I got myself a sponsor
Really lethal cause I’m tryina conquer
Going godly godly, on the posture
Feeling restless, I don’t like the lag
More fatigue when you just tryina’ prosper
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
(Hook)
I close my eyes, that way I’m way I’m visualizing it
I’m bona fide, ambition be the starter kit
I’m finna rise, I promise always keep it lit
I’m touching skies, my flavours like the baller kit
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
I’m finna smoke you on the road, my adrenalin
I’m finna gauge you on your dough and what is happening
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
On Rotation, On Rotation
Finna guage you on your dough
(Verse Two)
So much energy my ambiance
Busy working for money, the affiance
Wanna get me merged up, kinda selfish
So much credit, I ain’t feeling selfless
Going gully bloody, champion, rebirth, this is renaissance
They never help you, when they see you hopeless
They never shelter when you fucking homeless
Feeling sad, they never picked you up
In my haven tryina light it up
Only thing I got is music
Since I know it’s so enthusing
Get the money, and then pump it up
Fake friends wanna switch it up
Too many times we were losing
Never gave up on the dream to be cruising
Magnum opus, bet I’m feeling wild
When you losing then they wanna smile
When you doing great things
Nobody says anything or fucking dials
Congratulate the young boy bitch
When I supernova you won’t have the time
So indebted, man I’m on the grind
Laymen’s terms, so you get the signs
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
Eagle in the storm, better form
Don’t conform to the laws of the world
Regal when we getting born, feeling warm
Up until your soul is getting torn
(Hook)