Rich Brian - Sydney Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'#Sydney' is the latest song presented by '#RichBrian'. The song is directed by Grace Lee & Silas “Bludshot” Lee. The song was released on '88rising' official YouTube channel on April 28th, 2021.

Song Details:

Song: Sydney (#Lyrics)
Artist: Rich Brian
Directed by: Grace Lee & Silas “Bludshot” Lee
Executive Producer: Christopher Heinrich
Music Label: 88rising
Released Date: April 28th, 2021.

Sydney Lyrics:

Flyin' out to Sydney, class is on bee’s knees
I am a doctor’s writin', you can never fu#kin' read me, 
I just had my birthday, and I wished that I could be me, 
You old news, so when I look at you I am reminiscin'... 

fu#k your ego, salty like some miso
My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal, your pockets on DeVito, 
You thought that you were runnin' shit, I turn it to the Me show, 
an ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo...

I can’t stress, I can never stress, 
started carin' less, and man I am feelin' the effects, 
I made myself too proud too many times to feel regrets, 
got the shiny Rollie, bit#h, I am takin' my time to reflect, like...

You ain’t my commodity, no it ain’t too hard to see, 
I can’t wait for you to say some shit that ain’t involved with me, 
I’ve been home and makin' money calls right from my balcony 
shit, I don’t care what anybody say long as I'm proud of me...

I came from my bedroom to the motherfu#kin stage, 
talked to God the other day, I told him look at what you made, 
it’s a championship, I am gettin' seven rin's in seven days, 
your career is like a emo kid, it's just a fu#kin' phase...

And I can’t wait for you to just get over it, 
I’ve been the shit for long, you just too late to notice it, 
vloggin' cameras, man, you do everythin' but focusin', 
my mind on January, but you still on that October shit...

Flying out to Sydney, class is on bee’s knees
I am a doctor’s writin' you can never fu#kin' read me, 
I just had my birthday, and I wished that I could be me, 
You old news, so when I look at you I am reminiscin'... 

fu#k your ego, salty like some miso
My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal your pockets on DeVito, 
You thought that you were runnin' shit, I turn it to the Me show, 
an ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo...

Jealousy... ain’t got no time for no jealousy
I am showin' love, and I ain't tryna hide it, 
The start of you don’t mean the end of me 
I hate when people just barely know me, 
But they act like they fu#kin' invented me
Everybody on their scared to grow shit, 
I am on my 8th metamorphoses... 

My life cannot bother me, I did this shit properly, 
I didn’t let my problems break me, that shit fu#kin' guided me, 
talkin bout you gon' do this and that man speak with honesty
your life is like a movie, but the trailer’s way too long to see...

I don’t write lyrics, I be writin' scriptures, 
my mouth is impulsive when I talk I never think first, 
I listen to Lil Wayne, his music is my English teacher, 
I show my love to legends, that’s why I like my own pictures...

I do not fix my flaws, that shit’s a part of me
Got different accents, cuz I am always somewhere overseas
I am just workin' hard and hope that other people notice it, 
Cuz makin' goals and not accomplishin' them’s gettin' old to me...


Written by: Gaurav [#BOLLYWOODTRACKSLYRICS]                                             

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