fill it legends

Foreign Off VERSE 1 Three a.m., the dash glows blue Phone keeps ringing, nothing new Leather cold against my skin Bottle's empty, so's the grin PRE-CHORUS They want what I got Ice on my wrist, can't stop Foreign whip, no map to find Left my real self behind CHORUS Still got the key? …to what? (silence) Diamonds dance but I don't feel Nothing's sharp, nothing's real VERSE 2 Iced out everything, can't see Haters hate, but that's free Bands stack high, watches gleam Numb to winning, numb to dreams One earring in the cup holder sits Nobody claimed it, I don't grip PRE-CHORUS They want what I got Counting racks, but it's not Enough to fill up the space Success got a hollow face CHORUS Still got the key? …to what? (silence) Diamonds dance but I don't feel Nothing's sharp, nothing's real BRIDGE VIP every night, but alone Fame's a drug, numb to the bone Grinding, winning, flexing hard Victory tastes like a credit card FINAL CHORUS Still got the key? …to what? (silence) Diamonds dance but I don't feel Nothing's sharp, nothing's real Still got it all But it means nothing at all