FINESSE

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Trevond Michaels

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Uh, yeah, swear I stay hungry, I swear I stay lucky
I'm seeing much money, only late twenties I've been making a killing like Bundy
Trips to the islands and out of the country
She gonna get cuddly and every single weekend
Popping the bubbly, you f*ck with my crew and that shit could get ugly

Over nine hundred monthly just to pay for the motherfucking crib
Thirty grand paid and that's just on the whip
Whisper in her ear and now she gon' strip
My hustle don't slide, got a grip on that shit
Like when she twerk, got my hand on her hips
When I dip, you dip, we dip
Like that two live crew hit, uh
Man, got me feeling myself, uh

And I know that you know, I can't get enough
Baby, this life in my blood
Why stop, turn down for what
Yeah, my money stay climbing
Ice just stay shining
Flying fine dining
Finesse just be rising

Uh, they wonder what's next
I can't tell them like they hang with the feds
Always two steps ahead
Me and my family, we breaking this bread
Ask anyone, tight from Detroit to Quebec
Need many zeros if it's coming through check
Dime piece, she be complaining through text
That I'm always busy, so I gave her sex
I've never seen one woman obsessed over me like she has
I got finesse, all of these thick hoes in my Rolodex
Take her to Prada, go charge the Amex
Yeah, and it's not even a flex
It's just to get them up off of my neck
To Get some air get some space for a sec
I got a RX, my dog got a Vette

And I know that you know, I can't get enough
Baby, this life in my blood
Why stop, turn down for what

two-three-one means to two-seven-zero
Yeah, Kentucky, they love me for sure
Clocking the money, you know how it go
Whoa, yeah
How is it that I done broke from the mold man
F*ck it, let's go for the gold
Whipping V6s, party with bitches

Tailored suits like DiCaprio
Yeah, show me a girl like Monroe
And I'll show her a nigga who's style so cold
Feel like a president, times that I rolled
Through the city, we litty so low and behold
Call me JFK
Way that I'm blowing your minds away
Ay, don't show the deal
And I won't sign my life away
Ay, well f*ck Hollywood
I ain't part of them anyway
Got better girls than the ones on the runway
And they respect do whatever a don say

And I know that you know, I can't get enough
Baby, this life in my blood
Why stop, turn down for what
Yeah, my money stay climbing
Ice just stay shining
Flying fine dining
Finesse just be rising

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