[Intro]
Feng, Feng, Feng, Feng
[Verse 1: Feng]
I like the finer things in life
Many got skin, but can you fight?
I like the finer things in life
Got a private plane, but I'd rather fly a kite
Got asked where I'm from, said I'm Filipino, white
I'm in Croydon, and I'm chilling [?], I'm probably dyin'
RIP, to all my guys
All the fallen souljas, they could've been something
So much time, but they were chasing nothing
I'm asking myself, is it youthful corruption
Or politicians runnin' the government?
Game watchin' us to go run up some hundreds
[Verse 2: Dochi]
I like the finer things in life, I deserve that
All the shorties soak up, I think that she perfect
Never would I ever sell my soul, 'cuz I'm worth it
Growin' up as a teen, I was out dodging [?]
Now I'm out dodging furnaces
Gettin' fly, [?] breaks the heat
They emotion steppin', they could [?] 'cuz my feet
How could you hate my life? I'm designing my truth (That's right)
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