i-5

Follow 0 fans

Corwin Gold

3:32

2 Views

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

450's on my feet
BB made the belt
I don't pray to God
I pledge allegiance to myself
I handmade the pants
Drip like Michael Phelps
I don't do no coke
Focus on my health

The beat hard
I'm diamond thick
You lack faith
I copped the watch to say what time it is
We poppin' bottles till we old
I feel it kickin' in
That money keep me from the cold
That Timberland
That rare designer on the coat
It got me pissed off
I copped the Arc to keep me warm
In the winter storm
I got some confidence
I'm on a mission
There's competition for the throne that I've been sittin' on
I hate a motherfucker who put up a face
Tell the truth and you'd be put into your place
Why they runnin' all the time like it's a race?
You ain't cool
I see through you like some lace
And for this revolution throw a Molotov
I don't f*ck with any politician monologue
They keeping ringtones on every time I call
And if they ask me about how much I say I want it all

450s on my feet
BB made the belt
I don't pray to God
I pledge allegiance to myself
I handmade the pants
Drip like Michael Phelps
I don't do no coke
Focus on my health

Soon we gon' be rich
For now we just survive
West coast king
Call me i-5
Swervin' through the burbs
I put my shit in drive
Promise when I'm wealthy ain't no workin' after 5
80 on the corners how I drive the 405
Do this shit for Portland
But soon I'll be globalized
So f*ck these other guys
Funny what some motherfuckers do for doe eyes
I do this shit for no one else so don't you criticize
We stay away from white stripes, no Jack White
And no white flags
F*ck the system till we die
And I know yeah when they said they care a lot
A lie
And I know that Teddy fucking with the cops
With pride
I say take the badge off
And force 'em to resign
I love the people of this city but man
F*ck where we reside
I cut some homies off
Keep the real ones round me
If you wrong one of the six
Then I know you wrong me
I don't f*ck with fake attention
Man this is family
Even if I'm getting rich
I'll still drive the Camry
This is pyromancy
Lit that shit on fire
Keep it rockin' hard like back on Sandy
Arc and my Salehe smell like Miyake
Lookin' fancy
Grandma say I'm sweet
Cuz I wrapped my whip in candy
If I can afford to get here
I can afford to look fly
I say rep where you came from
Let 'em flags fly
Soon we gon' be rich
For now we just survive
West coast king
Call me i-5

450's on my feet
BB made the belt
I don't pray to god
I pledge allegiance to myself
I handmade the pants
Drip like Michael Phelps
I don't do no coke
Focus on my health

 Struggling with i-5? Become a better singer in 30 days with these videos!