Lyrics:
the smoke raise up in the air
You mighta seen me in the 'ghini at a couple affairs
The engine in the trunk, the doors go up in the air
Yeah, and I be gone
a couple blocks
(all that man, I need a fo, a deuce)
It started in that temp, flippin' mid's by them O-Z's
On the hill wit that shit from a custom
ayy
NLE the Top Shotta
Yeah, yeah
I got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
NLE the Top Shotta
Ayy picture me rollin' (yeah)
Fat Cackwood smokin', couple
tell 'em, "Shake back" (tell 'em, "Shake back")
Couple choppers, and a few models in a Maybach (up in a Maybach)
We known for takin' nigga's life, you
me, me, me, I'm on a mad ting
You don't understand
Never will I sing-sing to the feds
Like couple man I know you're a snitch, know
I was there, know
beats their auto
Peepin' Magic City, run in blow a couple dollar
Scrooge better move, make bigger hate tomorrow
We at the bar yeah on Wednesday,
(I-I-ISM)
(Ah, woo)
I know ain't nothin' for free
Hunnids on me, 'cause it's just where they belong
I put a couple of G's up on they feet,
time back around
With a couple of beers and my good friend Jack
I got my buzz back
I got my buzz back, yeah
Seven digits sittin' in my phone
and the hate yous and the secrets that you told me
Here's to everyone but mostly us
There's a couple billion people in the world
And a million other places
the moment you been waiting for
Couple of doughnuts whippin' baking soda
A nigga flip raw like judo
Clappin' 4's who want war with the sumo
Omotesando
up
Runs deep in our veins, way down in our blood
Everybody we know does
Put your boots to the ground 'til the sun goes down
Kill a couple long
the couple with a Glizzy (Glizzy)
Melly gon' fuck on your bitch, huh (your bitch)
No, I ain't rockin' Givenchy, huh (no)
Switched that shit to Saint Laurent
ball and then I moved a couple ounces
I fucked nigga's baby mommas, even seduced a couple spouses
I just blew a couple thousand on shoes that ain't
leave me alone
This city's got me chasin' stars
It's been a couple months since I felt like I'm home
Am I gettin' closer to knowin' where I belong?
bro, you can be the son of it
It's always been me and mine runnin' it
The loudest pack, I'm here bunnin' it
Did a couple years, think you done a bit
can turn this shit up a couple of thousand
Your man saying something but he ain't about nun
'Bout nun, 'Bout nun, mmh, how come?
Don't talk like that
Ooh
Damn, I went and flexed like this
Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh
I can't wife no bitch, spent a couple racks up on my wrist, ooh
I
Give it up my baby don't go don't leave it on top
See all the lovers walk hand in hand in the park
and hide all the action
once couple are frozen
no options (no options)
Hit 'em from a three like Starks (starks)
Drop a couple mill' on the watches (bling)
Did a couple drills with the mobsters
played the game
Now fast forward, yeah we're talking ten years later
Couple lovers, couple players, couple breakups
Now we always said we're better off
chubby and they move to Miami, Miami, Miami
Yeah, I done came up from nothin' (yeah)
So I made it off of nothin' (yeah)
Couple rings I was hustlin'
hated it
I reinvented myself and upgraded it
Traded in the jewels copped a couple new ones
Lost a couple friends and got a couple new ones
Upstairs
Wah day weh me see pon di news
It mek Addi vex
So me dun couple Panadol
Couple comtrex
2008 an bere yute a dead
Addi waa see di 3000 like Soltex
stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Called a couple bitches 'cause I had no manners
I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in
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