I told they ain't ready for the smoke though (oh!) Still got niggas that be pointin' at the po-po Probably got a picture of auntie in my photos That was you in the building she was hoppin' out my four-door Shit, but what you like 19 But you probably never had like 19 thou' In my day I had to work to bring the fiends down Brought crackheads around, just to wipe the V down Why drink Rose Jay got Aces? Free Leek he was with me the other day up in Bunch of watches with the frozen up faces We got lawyers we can call just to close up the cases Shit, I'm Harlem, what I stunt in is outrageous up in the dealer just to cop somethin' outrageous Yeah we got parents, but the drug raised us And shit, I prayed to God, but the lord saved us So we stuck what we stuck, was fuckin' with that? I guns with shoulder stocks with the muffler attached We take trips to different places with the butler Or playback the Maybach, press a relax
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Supreme Court hearings, new McLarens Suede pipe seats, steering Baby this is art that come with no Could be a man, but you gotta know the vision Private jets to blow the izzo me 'cause I been accused of male chauvinism Gettin' in the whip, and havin' no collisions Never 'cause I keep that fully loaded with em Shit, you know I gotta the bros in prison (eastside) My nigga Gleem is like a magician Shit, he cook it up and watch it Shit, now it up and let it hit the air (light that up) I was spittin' Ace of Spade all in this ear I told her, like women like Richard Gere Uh, guns and stay fly is a part of us Four bitches packed up in the Benz, it's like a bus All this tough talk, but niggas as hard as us I cook at the kitchen, watch it harden up
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my My, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my