Lyrics:
a picture all you see is a outline
Money power respect all I want in this life of mines
Getting hoes with my bro’s enjoying the finer things
Things we never
more for her
But being single leads to finer things
I rather mingle Than supply ya kids and Diamond rings
Fuck all the petty greed and envy Fine China
it girl
Finer than a glass of wine alright
But I swear I’d rather be sipping on you baby
This could be so amazing
You just gotta play your part
is
Pushed off my dread
The ground it hit
I appreciate the finer things
Earth sign with a fire being
They ask how I'm so inspiring
Cause I knew what
Watch us disappear like we was David blane
Blew a bag on the fashion like the finer things
Yeah
Rolling Woods full gas mayne
If smoke with me u
they listen so i thrive
If you want the finer things then you gotta strive
Crazy how you leave hood just so you survive
Man you gotta watch yo back
this
Women 'tuting riots looting
All for the dollar bill
System noosing the darkest,
Make a Gorilla squeal
I admit I'm illegit I like the finer
finer goods but need resources
I’ve been through hella good to see that we're all hurting
Sometimes we feel worthless
Till your resolve and revolve...
designer bling, thought they were the finer things
Still want us to fly high but try doing that with tied-up wings
Now im just tryna be major faithful with
Sometimes life won't go as you expect it
Sometimes someone you know will disappear
The hopes and dreams, the finer things
The laughs that made
at night
Shine bright like light
Yeah I like you with designer pants
You look ice cold with that finer stance
Moonwalk on the floor like Michael Jackson
Feeling finer being as one
Rivaling a desert storm as it comes
And falling deeper outta love
The Kafir closest to the above
I will be your anathema
are you gonna be my bitch
Cause you look fine and i'll make you look finer bitch
I'm gonna be the final destination, bet on me
Ride with the new kid
finna flaunt shit
Diamond rings and finer things I want some more shit
Don't tell me how I feel you don't know how I'm feeling
I been struggling way too
Sippin' cider
I just walked to the spot, found me a grinder
Said that she was kinda hot, she told me I was finer
Yeah I caught heat just like a fire
Yeah
dancing
Whitney Houston they a sing
But I want finer things RiRi
Yeah I want her too
I get her in my room
She be screaming
Go wavy ju
So work for me
at these finer things
Don't need VVS diamonds, karats in my pinky rings
All I wanna do is give the glory to the only king
Yeah, Aye, Aye, CJ, Ou, All These
on put you on the team baby
I can put you on the team
Take you places that you never thought you’d see
Flossy, I see you into finer things
Big dawg shit
you had
Who broke your heart, why are you this sad
All about the finer things in life
Riches and fame
Always ducking and dodging
This ain't Pac-Man,
more intune
To finer things
I’ll meet you
Sunday service where mama sings
Heart on my sleeve
But it’s not for the public
Argue with me
Then 20 mins we
get used to this
Old girl, she left me
Pop-out confetti
I bet she
Mad
My girl now way finer
Where you find her
At the park rocking foreign designers
Now
Shit. Her record worst than mine is
She fiiine, not the FINEST
But she finer than what you usually finding
So I’m secretly fiendin
Got me sleep and I’m
ain’t won a battle in my head since this war’s fuckin’ begun
Let me roll my weed
I don’t speak
I’ve learned all the finer things don’t mean a thing
I need
women, finer things
Cuz the money love me like a crackhead loves crack
Facts
And them digits coming like my old b*h
When I'd stroke pulling that hair from
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