Nigga just re'd up, back pocketing the work
Round the same time that I was clocking in for work
Plus, we had the same ambitions us hopping in the vert
Sliding down I-20, see who topping in at first, yeah
Blowing INDO out the window
Plus, you know we out here hustling for the kin folks
Plus, I ain't writing shit down, it's like the pen broke
Plus, I been eyeing the Sean John trench coat
Why, It look good when you walking through the foyer
Ain't no way them label execs gon' be ignoring you
They'll try to clone you if they could get more of you
Niggas selling dreams and I'm still selling euphoria
Tell us we need shots if we go and visit Africa
Tell an African that shit, I bet they probably laughing at you
We visit the countries of the people that done captured us
But we don't visit countries of the skin colors that's matching us
Wife know, she get every dime that I get
Plus, she got the plan B to every crime I commit
And if them numbers ain't right, then I ain't signing for shit
They told me I need to drop with better timing, it's this
I see these rappers by this jewelry, I wonder how big Baguettes is
I see they watches, I wonder how much Pateks is
I can't even buy that right now, way too selective
I took a trip to South Africa, just to get the perspective
Sick of us in the US, I can't stomach the grief
Faith been leaning more towards the Islamic belief
Thinking about changing the last name into Sharif
Gave up the pork, start making chicken, now niggas still want to beef
Life throwing me challenges, I find a way to balance it
Still kicking ass like it's Jackie Chan chasing talisman
I'm in Wonderland, but I can't tell you where Alice is
Been smoking presidential, but ain't concerned with no ballots, bitch
I'm slow cruising, it's so soothing
If it ain't about money, it's no moving, I don't care what the ho's doing
Nah, Cause I'm sticking to the script I got on paper
I'll f*ck a bitch, and get some pussy later
Been relying on nicotine, cause shit been getting hard for me
Mama like how, if your family struggle with heart disease
You can sit here, and quote all of that shit from Socrates
But you ain't got no urge to see your son play on no soccer team
Damn, that's a reality check, couldn't get from Mona Scott
Gotta listen to my mama, that's the only one I got
If she say I gotta kick the Newports, they gotta stop
Cause I ain't doing nothing but making my lungs rot
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Nigga just re'd up, back pocketing the work
Round the same time that I was clocking in for work
Plus, we had the same ambitions us hopping in the vert
Sliding down I-20, see who topping in at first, yeah
Blowing INDO out the window
Plus, you know we out here hustling for the kin folks
Plus, I ain't writing shit down, it's like the pen broke
Plus, I been eyeing the Sean John trench coat
Why, It look good when you walking through the foyer
Ain't no way them label execs gon' be ignoring you
They'll try to clone you if they could get more of you
Niggas selling dreams and I'm still selling euphoria
Tell us we need shots if we go and visit Africa
Tell an African that shit, I bet they probably laughing at you
We visit the countries of the people that done captured us
But we don't visit countries of the skin colors that's matching us
Wife know, she get every dime that I get
Plus, she got the plan B to every crime I commit
And if them numbers ain't right, then I ain't signing for shit
They told me I need to drop with better timing, it's this
I see these rappers by this jewelry, I wonder how big Baguettes is
I see they watches, I wonder how much Pateks is
I can't even buy that right now, way too selective
I took a trip to South Africa, just to get the perspective
Sick of us in the US, I can't stomach the grief
Faith been leaning more towards the Islamic belief
Thinking about changing the last name into Sharif
Gave up the pork, start making chicken, now niggas still want to beef
Life throwing me challenges, I find a way to balance it
Still kicking ass like it's Jackie Chan chasing talisman
I'm in Wonderland, but I can't tell you where Alice is
Been smoking presidential, but ain't concerned with no ballots, bitch
I'm slow cruising, it's so soothing
If it ain't about money, it's no moving, I don't care what the ho's doing
Nah, Cause I'm sticking to the script I got on paper
I'll f*ck a bitch, and get some pussy later
Been relying on nicotine, cause shit been getting hard for me
Mama like how, if your family struggle with heart disease
You can sit here, and quote all of that shit from Socrates
But you ain't got no urge to see your son play on no soccer team
Damn, that's a reality check, couldn't get from Mona Scott
Gotta listen to my mama, that's the only one I got
If she say I gotta kick the Newports, they gotta stop
Cause I ain't doing nothing but making my lungs rot
Round the same time that I was clocking in for work
Plus, we had the same ambitions us hopping in the vert
Sliding down I-20, see who topping in at first, yeah
Blowing INDO out the window
Plus, you know we out here hustling for the kin folks
Plus, I ain't writing shit down, it's like the pen broke
Plus, I been eyeing the Sean John trench coat
Why, It look good when you walking through the foyer
Ain't no way them label execs gon' be ignoring you
They'll try to clone you if they could get more of you
Niggas selling dreams and I'm still selling euphoria
Tell us we need shots if we go and visit Africa
Tell an African that shit, I bet they probably laughing at you
We visit the countries of the people that done captured us
But we don't visit countries of the skin colors that's matching us
Wife know, she get every dime that I get
Plus, she got the plan B to every crime I commit
And if them numbers ain't right, then I ain't signing for shit
They told me I need to drop with better timing, it's this
I see these rappers by this jewelry, I wonder how big Baguettes is
I see they watches, I wonder how much Pateks is
I can't even buy that right now, way too selective
I took a trip to South Africa, just to get the perspective
Sick of us in the US, I can't stomach the grief
Faith been leaning more towards the Islamic belief
Thinking about changing the last name into Sharif
Gave up the pork, start making chicken, now niggas still want to beef
Life throwing me challenges, I find a way to balance it
Still kicking ass like it's Jackie Chan chasing talisman
I'm in Wonderland, but I can't tell you where Alice is
Been smoking presidential, but ain't concerned with no ballots, bitch
I'm slow cruising, it's so soothing
If it ain't about money, it's no moving, I don't care what the ho's doing
Nah, Cause I'm sticking to the script I got on paper
I'll f*ck a bitch, and get some pussy later
Been relying on nicotine, cause shit been getting hard for me
Mama like how, if your family struggle with heart disease
You can sit here, and quote all of that shit from Socrates
But you ain't got no urge to see your son play on no soccer team
Damn, that's a reality check, couldn't get from Mona Scott
Gotta listen to my mama, that's the only one I got
If she say I gotta kick the Newports, they gotta stop
Cause I ain't doing nothing but making my lungs rot
Writer: Justin Walker
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