My top down, your name hot now
But when I was out here
n***a you was not 'round
Was in the game, but I just watch now
I did rims so my sh** stock now
Suede, hit, lining on the roof
Don't be lyin' on the facts
n***as lyin' in the booth
When we travel around the world
We flyin with a suitcase, stamped
Louis Vuitton, with Cuban cigar
Miami, Ocean Ave, couple beautiful broads
On the back of motorbikes
Ain't no use for a car
I'm outta town, so the coupe is at large
And this, jealous of success, n***as usually are
But, I dont give a f**
I ain't trippin though
n***a gettin desperate
While I'm getting dough
Oh you love that b**h? Better get yo' ho
And I ain't gotta tell you why, You already know
Once in a lifetime sh**
She ain't never been f**ed in a drop top benz
Thats why when I pull up she quick to get in
I'm a boss, young n***a get some paper and a pen
Cla** is in session, rap till I'm restless
Cuz constant repitition is the path to progression
Cla** is in session, rap till I'm restless
Cuz constant repitition is the path to progression
Take that and run with it, you should get some cash
Way back as young n***as, we was livin' fast
Heavy on the grind, South Central State of mind
Type of n***a to buy a pound, and break it all down in dimes
Baby blue regal, 1985
Gold rollie on my neck, 380 on my spine
It was a lot of things that was runnin through my mind
All of which I would bring to myself, in due time
And now I'm watchin ring put a strain on her eye
Fireworks on my sleeve, the 4th of July
Waist line Louis, stay fly truly
Can't f** with me with a rubber or a roofie
Hoes try to choose me, haters try and shoot me
Feds wanna book me, and these b**hes wanna screw me
Ex-street n***a turned boss, that's the routine
And you would have extras if your life was a movie
Catch my breath that's a whole lot of words, you know
This is the marathon
New sh**, Neighborhood Nip Hussle, let's get it