Spiritual Gangster

Born to be a boss, a novel lyricist
Forced to be a spiritual gangster
Call me your suzy glass
You can play as my gentleman
Yeah

Silk sheets but my soul still ruthless
Wrote my fate in gold ink, truthless
Walk with the saints but I talk with the sinners
Make my own rules, I don't need beginners
Crown tilted, chaos in my bloodstream
Building kingdoms out of pipe dreams
Sacred and savage, I bridge the divide
Hex on my left, got a prayer on the right

Royalty, gone gangster
I don't need an answer
Light in the dark, yeah, I mix them well
Turning my losses into spells
Born to be a boss, a novel lyricist
Forced to be a spiritual gangster
Call me your Suzy glass
You can play as my gentleman

I write hymns but I live like a sinner
Dipped in gold but my heart's still winter
Haters talk but they ain't on my level
Alchemy flow, turn the dust into metal
Say my name, let it roll like a mantra
Walk through the flames like a shadow of tantra
Pistols and prayers, I keep them aligned
Reading my fate in the stars and the signs

Royalty, gone gangster I don't need an answer
Light in the dark, yeah, I mix them well
Turning my losses into spells
Born to be a boss, a novel lyricist
Forced to be a spiritual gangster
Call me your suzy glass
You can play as my gentleman
Sipping champagne but my hands got cuts
Built my throne, didn't need no luck

Every move that I make got weight
I don't need fate, I dictate my state
Yeah, born to be smooth but I had to fight
Turn my pain into neon lights
They want a queen but they fear my reign
Too raw, too real, remember the name
Valentia, valentia, valentia, valentia