CRONOS

Wild Up here in the clouds Never knew I was a god til the cronos chain Double up, triple up, I'm going insane All I see is X's, talking R-O-I Live life to the fullest, we on borrowed time But I live today with tomorrow's mind I learned young, I should always grind Gas going up like we in a recession R-I-P to open sea, I missed the reception Lightening from the gods got me feeling electric They tryna measure my potential, but it take more than metrics Check this, ain't no folklore Gods help you hope more, gas fees like no more Making money now, but I used to feel so poor Gotta go my hardest, Trojan war to free the artist Hoping more will see the martyrs, get inspired to move smarter As life get harder, you could lead a horse to water But you couldn't push him farther Lead by example, crofam just a sample The timing is ample, capitalize now To help from being trampled As kingdoms are falling I hear the gods calling, Economies are crashing And yet we still balling, to the moon from crawling Like Musk on dodge, You could say that I was all in I guess that means to Mars then Yeah, I guess that means to Mars then The sky opened up, so I guess I crow Looking up to the gods, for my direction on the road I'm on cloud 99, where them demons can't go The world so cold, so we had to make it snow I'm at a Ebisus bay, feeling like Poseidon Ocean to my left, with a broom right beside em' Triton in my hand, trying to decide um Which, which, which, which project next From the project stress, to the progress, yes Less problems, check (and checks) I'm on top like Zeus, with a golden goose Young Slim, with a whole new view To the moon, tell CDC to hold my cue Rock a cronos chain when I'm in the booth (I do) I'm a crono god with a lazy horse right next to him Feeling like young Hercules with Pegasus Remember when I thought Ebisus was called Ebisus Now I collect and run a bag up with no hesitance Watch closely, don't be negligent I love my goddess, cause she always move with elegance And she love me for my intelligence I said it's beta, baby, Just wait for more developments We so early, so the stressing is irrelevant Our creator so benevolent, disbelief is so obnoxious If I light green candles, how could I be a false prophet I got diamond hands, and paper pockets Give me the Loot, and please don't stop it The sky opened up, so I guess I crow Looking up to the gods for my direction on the road I'm on cloud 99, where them demons can't go The world so cold, so we had to make it snow, yeah, yeah