Midas Touch
Finn Bosco
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Yo, I saw a girl walk by with the same colour hair as the girl that I loved last year
Caught me chillin' with a pint of beer, disoranno with a side of tears
Midas touch on the mic comes easy to me but I only started rappin' last year
Talkin' stages, feelin' vacant, can't find a girl who doesn't love gear, huh
Original side quest bandit, office job, can't lie, can't stand it
Addicted to money and shows so I write these bars, till they say that Bosco's landed
I got flows in bulk like Costco, Vimto in the fridge like a offie
I ain't sippin' on lean like these lot, more time I'm just sippin' on coffee
Back on the mic with a chip on my shoulder, point to prove so the money gon' come
Back in the day was in Mountain Warehouse, goods in my bag so of course I would run
Livin' life with no purpose, was stuck at a crossroads, I never went to sleep only after I'd bun
Was runnin' away from my problems, couldn't find a solution only thing I was facing were blunts
Now I handle my problems my mind is clear so I never burn out like a lucid candle
I was the family fuck up but now I do shows, got pics on the mantelpiece
I need new jeans, the ones that I wanted got sold on Vinted last week
I need new friends cause the ones I had back then would've sold my life for a teenth
I saw a girl walk by with the same colour hair as the girl that I loved last year
Caught me chillin' with a pie in her beard, disarano with a side of tears
Midas on the mic comes easy to me but I only started rappin' last year
Talkin' stages, feelin' vacant, can't find a girl who doesn't love gear, huh
I turn water to wine then spill the glass, I'm bein' good to myself like overpass
Takin' saxophone and flute over trumpet, nah fuck that man I want all the brass
Steppin' out on the ones and twos, bass bumpin, headphones run tunes like a track meet
Never been one for the nightclubs, more of a pre-guy lovin' my buzzballs
I got jeans that are one of one, like my flow, can't jack this one
Ten thousand hours in a practice one, steeze, I never did lack this one
Earl Grey how I pack this blunt, fragrant air every time I bun
I know they're sittin' there pissed, should've backed me could've been day one
Rooftop lounges, sippin' on whiskey, guys from Norway tryin' to sign me
They say the talk is cheap but the bill ain't split when they wine and dine me
I got the Cantona Co-sign, I'm buzzed when I take twoSIPS of my drink
I was on the brink of death, now I spit these bars, blow ice, someone get me a rink
I saw a girl walk by with the same colour hair as the girl that I loved last year
Caught me chillin' with a pint of beer, disoranno with a side of tears
Midas touch on the mic, comes easy to me but I only started rappin' last year
Talkin' stages, feelin' vacant, can't find a girl who doesn't love gear, huh