Lyrics:
need, yeah, yeah
If it ain't good for me, yeah
How did you do this, you're professional
How did you do this, to get the way you wanna go
How did you
it's on
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street dreams (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I
Lifestyle plush, females rush
This high profile personality, who earns his pay illegally
Professional liar, schoolboys admire
Young girls desire, very few
between the cars pissing, smoking
Head for the last car fluorescent light blackout
Policeman told my homeboy "yo put that crack out"
You know you light
a (?)|Been in a bedroom, outside, or a spa|Had sex in a public place, outdoors, in the car|While drivin|Bathtub, hot tub, or ocean|Have you ever used lubricant
I keep a night stick
In case any stick up care where heat might miss
I chicken fry rice bitch
In a white trench
Bustin off two macks I'm like "I'm
with professional killas
Chasing hit's
Lying to yourself, all over an image
Making records they want
That was wrecking my brilliance
My Mama said, "Boy
me which network to Use but I don't care
Summer's wet and winter's hot and nothing is when it's forecast but climate change is Just a farce so I don't
Don't listen to me
Who cares what I think
Scroll down you're feed
Let it be everything you need
Don't ask me
I have no answer
Not up to your speed
I
they don't care
Murder is wrong but the jail time's not fair
Not to mention date rap, felony and car theft
Break it down and tell me what we've got
cares if you’re fallin’ apart
Everybody’s got a broken heart
We’re just lost souls out on the network
Losing touch
Doing whatever
You don’t own
DJ Coublon
Fine boys like us eh eh he
Right about now
Plenty matter dey for town
Oga Network Harrysong
Giving dem the remix
I get plenty cars for
dingy fucked up Bronx apartment
Don?t piss me off with a tec nine loaded in a bullshit street argument
I don?t care how hard you get
You just another man
Twin Tens
Double entendre, oh Rizz you done did it again
How many mods can you make until it's not a Benz
I don't do the cars but I got a network
'Cause YouTube ads, no Spotify
Squint 'cause that's my breed
My tank's on E, no cars in sight, yeah
Just a tad hot, we speed lots
Play songs that's fast
You know the difference between an amateur and a professional?
An amateur does it till they get it right
A professional does it till they can't get
It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse
to rock a bandana
And dream of driving in a car
Same color as a ban-ana
But now I'm smarter than a fifth grader
Which hater wanna try to rub
It in like hand
What you gonna say, usazothini?
I drive that car dont care bout milage
As long as a nigga just got the whole team
Got everybody just looking at me
Imma
Make a start
Hit it hard
Do anything
Make some noise
Break the old boys' network of greed
You've got to believe
Take the fight
Make it right
Take
And start taking care of yourself
Just make your choice
And never look at the rest
It's their life is not yours
Each has its own way of life
Own way of life
Singing, laughing, and vibing
Get in the car and just start driving
Nowhere to go, but we'll be there
Ain't got no cash, but we don't care
Yeah, we're
the lac car
Pull up so fast, you can say I'm rap star
But I don't care if I'm a superstar
The jet black tinted-out Bentley driver
62 and Madison, scopin females
American Express take care of the details
Cause I'm covered till I'm smothered like
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