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Villian (feat. Lil Gwee Gwee)
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Tony Fanta
Tony Fanta
Songwriter
Nick Giunta
Nick Giunta
Songwriter

Lyrics

How am I the villian now? I'm a god I'm lookin' down Everyone loves me look around and Bow 'till your head hits the ground Crowds yell my name man I love that sound, I'm renowned Always wanted this why you gotta tear me down when I own the crown I live long enough to see my self become the best Steppin' on their necks and signin' all these checks Fuck all the press who say I'm crazy while I'm at my best On the net I'm scrollin' all this shit taken outta context High on my own supply In my prime condition No more rocky days but you know I'm still chasin' chicken Cash rules everything around me cream Rooms in my house were in my dreams Breathe because of the money routine I get it, I blow it, I spend it, I leave How am I the villian now? I'm a god I'm lookin' down Everyone loves me look around and Bow 'till your head hits the ground Crowds yell my name man I love that sound, I'm renowned Always wanted this why you gotta tear me down when I own the crown I'm a god with a crown on my head Fuck with me you're leakin' lead So much jewelry near my face Tell them haters let them hate Why you think I've changed man I'm still the same tony I do gotta say at the top man it's really lonely Uh, but I like it that way Didn't like having lots a people 'round me Numbers blocked so they can't call me Live life like a king, you see? So, tell me how am I the villian of the youth When every single soul looks up to me, including you How am I the villian now? I'm a god I'm lookin' down Everyone loves me look around and Bow 'till your head hits the ground Crowds yell my name man I love that sound, I'm renowned Always wanted this why you gotta tear me down when I own the crown Come to your senses man You're not a god or a king, damn I don't look up to you Pride so tall, this isn't you What do you mean? The press was right You're just mad they shed a light Shed a light on your real life Got no friends because of your strife Man you never sold any drugs And last I checked you wanted love Say you wanna be lonely That is just a coverup You're not the same Tony I grew up with man you don't compare None of us can reach you but deep down man I know you're there
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