Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song so far ahead > empire, artist - Gunna. Date of issue: 12.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
so far ahead > empire |
| We made it, when it’s all said |
| Through scars and tears |
| I know I had a hard head |
| Couldn’t tell you when it started, yeah |
| It’s dark here, I know we was so far ahead |
| I know we was so far ahead |
| I’m glad I make my own noise, puttin' in that work |
| I done became a rich man, I was a poor boy |
| Super lit with rich friends, that coupe a grown toy |
| Come get it if you want it, boy |
| Did it with a voice |
| No remorse, glad I made a choice |
| Now we whippin' Rolls-Royce |
| They can find another source, yeah, no endorsements |
| I think it’s best they join forces |
| It’s funny, ain’t that somethin' that they said I won’t be nothin'? |
| Thought you’d reap the benefits, instead it’s repercussions |
| You ain’t cared or tried to hear me speak, instead you judgin' |
| I cried myself to sleep when I’m just thinkin' 'bout my cousin |
| They gave him life, they lost a life and both the families sufferin' |
| He down but he ain’t take his life, it’s always a discussion |
| This money ain’t gon' end or feel the way, I show my blessings |
| This money disappear, I got real friends that still gon' love me |
| We made it, when it’s all said |
| Through scars and tears |
| I know I had a hard head |
| Couldn’t tell you when it started, yeah |
| It’s dark here, I know we was so far ahead (Yeah) |
| I know we was so far ahead (Yeah) |
| I know we was so far ahead |
| Money in the bank, we been gettin' plenty |
| Lemme pop my shit, ah, I could pop a wheelie |
| SVJ 'Ventador, top off on the 'Ghini |
| Pretty face on that beach, a topless bikini |
| We both like to get high and if I’m by, then she my Whitney |
| That G5 in the sky and I can land in any city |
| They told me, «Don't let up,"but now I’m up and you don’t hear me |
| The world depend on us, you got my trust until infinity |
| So secured, I keep my F&N tucked 'cause I got enemies |
| I’m just tryna be me, rich as fuck, and you know how that be |
| Gettin' it in, back like when they used to get like ten a ki' |
| Business man, got my business plan inside a Louis brief' |
| We made it, when it’s all said |
| Through scars and tears |
| I know I had a hard head |
| Couldn’t tell you when it started, yeah |
| It’s dark here, I know we was so far ahead (Yeah) |
| I know we was so far ahead (Yeah) |
| I know we was so far ahead |
| Found, yeah, it’s been found |
| Yeah, yeah-yeah |
| Ooh, yeah, yeah-yeah |
| Prayin' that we get the cream, uh |
| That we livin' out our dreams |
| And the whole world ours |
| Plenty bosses in the team |
| We bust it down, don’t need degree |
| Tryna build an empire |
| I separate my wants and needs |
| I’m booked out way in Germany |
| And the prices gettin' higher |
| I’m peepin' out my frenemies |
| That lil' hoe shit, it don’t mean nothin' to me |
| All the hate, why you ain’t tired? |
| Young Gunna got her perfect, she eat that dick for breakfast |
| You see I’m interested, I wanna fuck your best friend |
| I’m countin' up with profession and got good sense of direction |
| Keep my niggas on the kiosk |
| Can’t slide while I pull that Bentley B out |
| Windows fishbowl, seein' the sea, ah |
| GT, not a Fiat, I’m serious just like T. I |
| Rose gold stones, yeah, in the night look like a neon |
| If players talkin' hoes you know I’m catchin' shit like Deion |
| And I was broke but I ain’t goin' back |
| I thank the G-O-D I got all these racks |
| You call my phone too much at once? |
| You ain’t gon' never hear back |
| Hopefully you get that business done and then you go lay on your back |
| I was born to win, Lord forgive me, might have to sin again |
| It’s crazy, but you set a trend, lotta niggas need a name |
| It’s crazy, but you set a trend, I’m knockin', baby, let me in |
| I need a angel, not a friend, protection that’ll never end |
| Prayin' that we get the cream, uh |
| That we livin' out our dreams |
| And the whole world ours |
| Plenty bosses in the team |
| We bust it down, don’t need degree |
| Tryna build an empire |
| I separate my wants and needs |
| I’m booked out way in Germany |
| And the prices gettin' higher |
| I’m peepin' out my frenemies |
| That lil' hoe shit, it don’t mean nothin' to me |
| All the hate, why you ain’t tired? |
| I’ve always been official, I never did no knock off |
| I pulled up with the roof on and she told me, «Take the top off» |
| I’m tryna get my rocks off, she suckin' with her socks off |
| Lil' mami got that lockjaw |
| She can’t figure me out, I ain’t no jigsaw |
| In the streets, I played for keeps, I learned to lay low |
| Shoot shit up like Halo |
| She stay in Beverley Hills but the rest of her family in San Diego |
| One of the ones to keep it real 'til this day, though |