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Engine screaming through the night
Neon bleeding on my ice
They said “dreams don’t come alive”
Now my name is in the sky
Black Maybach, city lights
We get rich in paradise
Gold bottles, blurry eyes
I turned pain into my ice
Black Maybach, suicide doors
Whole crowd screaming “give us more”
From the bottom to the stars
Now they know exactly who we are
I came from shadows, cold apartments
Now designer on my garments
Every scar became a diamond
Every loss became my timing
Girls like cinema around me
Flashlights everywhere they found me
Used to pray without a dollar
Now the whole damn world is calling
Night ride, dark shades
Heartbeat with the 808s
No sleep, champagne
I made gold from all my pain
Tell me who can stop us now
We were born to break the clouds
All these haters fade away
When the bass begins to play
Black Maybach, city lights
We get rich in paradise
Gold bottles, blurry eyes
I turned pain into my ice
Black Maybach, suicide doors
Whole crowd screaming “give us more”
From the bottom to the stars
Now they know exactly who we are
Saint Laurent and cigarette smoke
Broken hearts and private shows
I don’t trust nobody fully
That’s the price of living golden
Every night feels like a movie
Every chain tells them my story
Mama said “don’t lose your soul”
But this fame is outta control
I hear angels in the speakers
Crowd goes crazy by the meters
We were nothing, now we’re legends
Built an empire from depression
Black Maybach
Black roses
Cold world
Frozen
Big dreams
No sleep
Young king
No leash
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Title Black Maybach
Engine screaming through the night
Neon bleeding on my ice
They said “dreams don’t come alive”
Now my name is in the sky
Black Maybach, city lights
We get rich in paradise
Gold bottles, blurry eyes
I turned pain into my ice
Black Maybach, suicide doors
Whole crowd screaming “give us more”
From the bottom to the stars
Now they know exactly who we are
I came from shadows, cold apartments
Now designer on my garments
Every scar became a diamond
Every loss became my timing
Girls like cinema around me
Flashlights everywhere they found me
Used to pray without a dollar
Now the whole damn world is calling
Night ride, dark shades
Heartbeat with the 808s
No sleep, champagne
I made gold from all my pain
Tell me who can stop us now
We were born to break the clouds
All these haters fade away
When the bass begins to play
Black Maybach, city lights
We get rich in paradise
Gold bottles, blurry eyes
I turned pain into my ice
Black Maybach, suicide doors
Whole crowd screaming “give us more”
From the bottom to the stars
Now they know exactly who we are
Saint Laurent and cigarette smoke
Broken hearts and private shows
I don’t trust nobody fully
That’s the price of living golden
Every night feels like a movie
Every chain tells them my story
Mama said “don’t lose your soul”
But this fame is outta control
I hear angels in the speakers
Crowd goes crazy by the meters
We were nothing, now we’re legends
Built an empire from depression
Black Maybach
Black roses
Cold world
Frozen
Big dreams
No sleep
Young king
No leash
Work type Music
Tags песня, глубокий дом, оригинал, музыка
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Identifier 2605145655696
Entry date May 14, 2026, 1:11 PM UTC
License All rights reserved
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Author - Composer 100.00 %. Holder Sergey Leonov. Date May 14, 2026.
Author - Lyricist 100.00 %. Holder Sergey Leonov. Date May 14, 2026.
Author - Song producer 100.00 %. Holder Sergey Leonov. Date May 14, 2026.
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