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ENNY

Champagne Problems (Remix)

 

Champagne Problems (Remix)


[Unknown T:]
Listen

Gyal, pop champagne 'til we pour out the pain
All I see is envy so we don't entertain
Never change 'cause I clout the abuse on their face
Some niggas ain't got no brain, dumb
I'm a man of God so I feel in my veins
They're ashamed to reveal but I can't contain
Any distance, I can't complain
Some man ain't around, some gyal ain't the same
I ain't tryna look weird in a G exchange
So I'm homeless, let me feel some change
Can't be complacent, anyting can change
The tables turn quick in the game, voilà
We're labelled a thug but I'm still humane
Can't name any opps, everything's disclaimed
I've been from the block but I'm still in my lane
Grown shit, this is what I became

[ENNY:]
So many who, what, whys and when's
One mic, one mind, one pad, one pen
Get jiggy, get sticky, bring vibes and friends
It's Enny no Henny, it's a private affair
Two shillings, spend pennies like I don't pay rent
If I get up on the track, think I'm not gon' vent
I'm quite chill, I don't wanna waste time
If it ain't champagne spilling, dark silhouettes and linen
The coldest heart, I'm a villain
The passport's chilling
'Cause we ain't been abroad in a minute
Biology's the war and the victim
The Lord and a sign of the cross
The Christian Dior, the designer, the Porsche
You step in, I'm bored, I can't die by the sauce
Inject it, zim-zimma
One bike, no Beamer

[Unknown T:]
Labelled as a killer
Hope that I see tomorrow like GloRilla
Probably be up if I simmer
Beat on the opps, pull the trigger
Still wanna bang for my nigga
But revenge tastes sweet, put a corn on the cob for our dinner
B, if it's up, bring a chinger
Put light on my darkness, got charisma
Something got burnt up, pass me the rizla

[ENNY:]
I don't smoke, I don't like when I'm high
I like peace and a bit of red wine
It's all pace so I gotta take time
If it's truth then I'm probably gonna face it
If I came then I'm probably getting paid for it
Ray Charles, I ain't even gonna engage with it

Champagne spilling, got me chasing these problems
I got minutes, spend time if I want 'em
Life's got me tripping off the face like I wanted
Can't stop sipping from these champagne problems

Champagne spilling, got me chasing these problems
I got minutes, spend time if I want 'em
Life's got me tripping off the face like I wanted
Can't stop sipping from these champagne problems

Champagne spilling, got me chasing these problems
I got minutes, spend time if I want 'em
Life's got me tripping off the face like I wanted
Can't stop sipping from these champagne problems

done

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