gucci interlude

James Arthur

Yeah, and so I pick up the pieces
And turn my pen to a thesis
Now my faith is restored
Cause I had a talk with Jesus
Said impossible is nothin
I pull on my Adidas
I just hope that when I prove it all
My loved ones get to see this
You boys are fickle
You love me or wanna fight me
I only spill my blood
when I spit on a Biggie-type beat
I m in Delilah in a fresh plain white tee
On this microphone, I portray the plight of a Pisces
Somewhere between reality or fantasy
Look, my demise is somethin you should never plan to see
I manifested for it
all I did was plant a seed
I remember when my family
couldn t afford to eat

Now it s
Louis, Gucci, Balenciaga
Louis, Gucci, Balenciaga
Louis, Gucci, Balenciaga
No drama, no drama, no drama
Now it s
Louis, Gucci, Balenciaga
Louis, Gucci, Balenciaga
Louis, Gucci, Balenciaga
No drama, no drama, no drama
Yeah