Superville - Chuck Taylor Cla**ics lyrics

Yeah Ain't nothing like original sh** [Verse 1] The highs and lows, trust me I've been through the phases Only time I'm a follower is on Twitter pages Sometimes I look at life with so much amazement The pupils of a queen on me yeah she gazing Aye, she see the stars of my aura If money gives all you could show then, my n***a you boring She recognize a king up in her presence, can't ignore it I pull up in that bucket f** it, I don't need no foreign Don't give a f** about pa**ports, I'm universal, intergalactic I'm talking new direction, like astral projection This path is a lesson, I'm just going five- Miles per hour with my seat back and enjoy the ride They say, when there's no love there's no peace But I say, when you know love you know peace And if you know me, there's never no faking I got to be me everybody else is taken [Chorus] So f** who don't like it, I'm an individual My momma and my daddy always told me be original Like my Chuck Taylor Cla**ics Chuck Taylor Cla**ics [x3] J's is the sh** too I already know I make the kind of music that will never get old Like my Chuck Taylor Cla**ics Chuck Taylor Cla**ics [x3] Yeah all cla**ic everyday [Verse 2] The good and bad trust me I done turned some pages Next check I get, I'ma blow it all at Vegas Cause money ain't nothing but a piece of paper Set a dollar bill on fire, burn through the matrix Yeah, that money make your family turn enemy My sanity is worth more Circles and spirals be running this whole thing You either going up or going down, I know this game I manifest with queens, strategize with kings The only thing a bad b**h could do is give me brains I'm bout to throw some diamonds on this semitite ring Cause it's never gon' break my n***a I'm on that wave Allergic to the bullsh** and all the punk faking Might as well be you, everybody else is taken 'lergic to the bullsh** and all the punk faking Might as well be you, everybody else is taken(taken) [Chorus] So f** who don't like it, I'm an individual My momma and my daddy always told me be original Like my Chuck Taylor Cla**ics Chuck Taylor Cla**ics [x3] J's is the sh** too I already know I make the kind of music that will never get old Like my Chuck Taylor Cla**ics Chuck Taylor Cla**ics [x3] I remember when them Chucks was like twenty dollars at the swap meet [Verse 3] We called them bubble gums Playing kickball chasing girls that was double dumb Tryna get off at, twelve or thirteen Around the time a young boy would have them thirst dreams When I was selling candy, innocent just trying to flip So I can cop them new Jordans, at lunch I'm finna ditch Hop that fence and then come back with the latest pair And then be broke rest of the week but I ain't even care I swear sometimes I look at life like it ain't even fair They create currency and vanity right out the air And I know n***as be listening for them keywords That's why I throw bits of glits and glammar up in this ver-ses And when them sticks start elevating Exercise your extra eye, start meditating Then you'll see who's the real ones and who be faking In this life just be yourself, everyone else is taken [Chorus] So f** who don't like it, I'm an individual My momma and my daddy always told me be original Like my Chuck Taylor Cla**ics Chuck Taylor Cla**ics [x3] J's is the sh** too I already know I make the kind of music that will never get old Like my Chuck Taylor Cla**ics Chuck Taylor Cla**ics [x3]