Ella mala
All curves
Diamond waist
Face galore
Wrist flash
Neck cold
Been told — too bad
Yeah, she want more
She asked me where I’m headed, I said better and best —
I been winning so long it don’t feel like a test
Door swing up, diamonds dance in the frame,
Custom stitch with my initials engraved
She step in, say it smell like success,
Night mode on, let the silence flex
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Soft touch.
Low lights.
Slow breath.
Long nights.
Big dreams.
Thin line.
Fast road.
Prime time.
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Keys hit the table, the room still warm, she move in close like it’s understood
Hand on my chest, feel the rhythm switch, say she love how I move, how I look
Lights stay low, let the silence speak, this the part they never televised
From want to excess, from vision to proof, this the life when the pressure survives
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Same night.
New mood.
Top tier.
No rules.
Still calm.
Still rich.
Same goals.
Don’t switch.
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She watch how I move like it’s chess, every step calculated, I’m never in rush
I been him way before the applause, learned silence talk louder than buzz
Foreign parked where the shadows live, engine tick sound like it catching its breath
I don’t brag what I got, I let presence confirm it, success never needing excess
They chase moments, I build momentum, big difference when vision involved
From late nights schemin’ to living it now, I’m proof what pressure can solve
She whisper say she feel safe in my arms, say ambition attractive in men
I nod back quiet, this life come with weight — I carry it easy, no bend
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No rush.
No talk.
Late night.
Doors locked.
Earned this.
All mine.
Pressure made
This life.
(Rap the whole song twice)
TheSway