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Mansion Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Luzorix
Language: English
Written by: Ivan J.




Luzorix - Mansion Freestyle Lyrics




[Intro]
Trust fund baby, pero soy calle
Money in the bank but I'm living like a savage
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Private school dropout, Condado mansion views
While they study calculus, I'm breaking all the rules
Grandfather's guitar echoes through these halls
While I count my blessings and I'm bouncing off these walls
Isabella played me like a f*cking chess piece
Now I'm in the studio turning pain to gold, believe this
Trust fund criminal, yeah that's what they call me
But these streets know the truth, baby, that's what haunts me

[Chorus]
Living double life, mansion to the trap
Designer clothes but I still keep that strap
They say I ain't real 'cause my pockets too deep
But I run these streets while these rich boys sleep
(While these rich boys sleep)

[Verse 2]
Underground parties, mixing with the stars
Reggaeton flowing through my daddy's fancy cars
Industry politics, I play 'em like a game
They hate that I'm authentic while I'm stacking up this fame
Private school boys tried to test my cred
Now they see me rising, wish they never said what they said
Got that classical training but I keep it street
Making moves in silence while these fakes compete

[Chorus]
Living double life, mansion to the trap
Designer clothes but I still keep that strap
They say I ain't real 'cause my pockets too deep
But I run these streets while these rich boys sleep

[Outro]
Trust fund baby, pero soy calle
Born in gold but married to these calles
Yeah, yeah
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[Intro]
Trust fund baby, pero soy calle
Money in the bank but I'm living like a savage
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Private school dropout, Condado mansion views
While they study calculus, I'm breaking all the rules
Grandfather's guitar echoes through these halls
While I count my blessings and I'm bouncing off these walls
Isabella played me like a f*cking chess piece
Now I'm in the studio turning pain to gold, believe this
Trust fund criminal, yeah that's what they call me
But these streets know the truth, baby, that's what haunts me

[Chorus]
Living double life, mansion to the trap
Designer clothes but I still keep that strap
They say I ain't real 'cause my pockets too deep
But I run these streets while these rich boys sleep
(While these rich boys sleep)

[Verse 2]
Underground parties, mixing with the stars
Reggaeton flowing through my daddy's fancy cars
Industry politics, I play 'em like a game
They hate that I'm authentic while I'm stacking up this fame
Private school boys tried to test my cred
Now they see me rising, wish they never said what they said
Got that classical training but I keep it street
Making moves in silence while these fakes compete

[Chorus]
Living double life, mansion to the trap
Designer clothes but I still keep that strap
They say I ain't real 'cause my pockets too deep
But I run these streets while these rich boys sleep

[Outro]
Trust fund baby, pero soy calle
Born in gold but married to these calles
Yeah, yeah
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Writer: Ivan J.
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