THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO

Verse 1:
Cheng Haysen, Don Chino
Move like the Count of Monte Cristo
Keep my hand on my heart like a pistol
They bow and arrows I launch missiles
And I don’t really shoot my shot that much
But when I do just know that I don’t miss though
I got other things on my mind
Tryna decide if I really deserve this shine
A conversation I had with myself like a hundred times
I’m just a guest inside the house of a culture that ain’t mine
Man shoutout to the prince of Louisville
If I don’t do the same for Hong Kong, who will?
And I don’t trust her so she takin two pills
Your favourite artist on his story tryna tell you that hе underrated
While I’m out hеre signing shoe deals
Man we just not the same
Don’t hate the player, hate the game
I’d do good in your lane
But you’d look funny in mine
It’s always raining in your world, it’s always sunny in mine
Your sound is bubblegum this flow is divine
I’m never ever wasting money or time
I used to pray for the things that I have now
When they thought my dreams were a joke
But I don’t hear them laugh now
Used to think they were ahead of me
But wishing they were on my path now
I’m thanking God before I sleep
Cos I know all my worst days are in the past now
Better times are coming fast now
In our family car doing 90 on the dash now
Like how we used to before
I’m grateful now but I ain’t choose to before
I had hate in my heart
School kicked me out at 16 man I had pain in my heart
I thought they wanted me for me but money playing a part
Money was short and we ain’t have much
100 friends but only two that stayed in touch
I learned a lesson that day
I ain’t going back to my ways
They telling lies to my face
Lotta things I saw I never told
A lotta stress I felt, I’ll never fold
A lotta friends I thought were gems that turned to coal
But little Haysen turned to gold