[Intro: Goodfellas]
[Verse 1: OPSage]
The mental state of a young Henry
You with money, who I envy
I Rob De Niro , for dinero
So Moschino, with the G notes, like casino
Money pilling, incognito
Living legend
With a Ace mentality but surrounded by Santoros
4 Lokos, and don't shake them
Because they'll blow, when they go
Off in silence, that exactly how I like it
I'm the type to get excited but never my moves leaking
n***as hot headed and trouble is heat seeking
Lord, my father, Godfather
Omega, mafia, our year
May weather money,but traces never shown
Good-fella methods, nobody has to know
I'm trying to make bread, save bread, bring in a friend
So I can kick back, make bread, come up again
Common
[Hook: Lyfe Jennings w/ ad-libs]
I was trying to get home
Leave a couple mil' to my kids when I'm gone
n***a, that ain't cologne, it's the smell of this money
I was trying to get home
Cuz I don't know when my karma gon' catch up
I don't know when the toilet gon' back up
And put me in some sh**, that I can't get out of
[Verse 2: OPSage]
I'm in a place, where dinero turns wive to widows
Tears to pillows
Lost homes in casinos, sweet Moschino's
Heavy rain
No umbrellas, coke novellas
New world filled with fellas, that's good
Now n***as loving their white tees, but you need white collars
Ill holla at a n***a that's trying to cover every single base
Like the 27 Yankees
Babe Ruth, the truth
Reborn, the proof, then made platoon
Given to you, now even Babe wasn't injury proof
It gets risky in the white collar business
Better not sleep
I'm just giving you the blueprint
You ain't gotta read
Now you can sleep on it, test luck
Get stuck and mess up
Chess up, your queen struck by real kings who test up
Next up is the best up
OP and the best us. OGs that test up
And raise up to rest up
[Hook: Lyfe Jennings w/ ad-libs]
I was trying to get home
Leave a couple mil' to my kids when I'm gone
n***a, that ain't cologne, it's the smell of this money
I was trying to get home
Cuz I don't know when my karma gon' catch up
I don't know when the toilet gon' back up
And put me in some sh**, that I can't get out of
[Outro: Lauren Valdes]
Cada ves que salimos, lucimos bien. Trajes limpios. Muy fuerte, muy bueno. Siempre al punto. La familia entera
No todos pueden resaltar. No es sencillo. Trabajamos duro
El dinero nos viene fácil. Las acciones hablan por sí sola. Nadie compite con nosotros. Ellos saben quienes somos
The woman that moves in silence, Katalina