Cookin Soul - ACE (Intro) lyrics

(Intro) You know what this is? Yeah, that's coke Yes but that's a kilo of coke How much it's worth? $25,000 Damn! [Verse 1: Le$] I'm just riding and reflecting Mesmerized, she admires her reflection off that new paint See I'm giving you a picture Tryna tell y'all I'm a different type of n***a Got some stories to tell Observed some things out here running in these streets Took some falls, but always landed on my feet I ain't one for defeat Addicted to the winnin' eva since I got a taste Ain't look back since I got in first place You catching ah flat, about to get lapped Only time I ever see'em, b**h Columbian, the whip is European The currency American, the kush from California You mimicking a style, but just remember it's a loaner Return it to the owners, you smell the aroma bond number 9 I'm all for the grind n***as is puppies falling in line I ball by design, had instructions of my foundation We building it up, y'all signing deals, taking the raping Pumping and faking, we pull up, taking them shots Respect to the OG's, but now we taking them spots Promise we gon' hold it down, keep the throne in it's place Bucket low, gold chain, gold wheels, ace n***a [Bridge] This is the best product You're gonna be the only one in the streets holding this $7,000? That's right for every key that you move [Verse 2: Le$) Look, sipping champagne instead of purple Clearing all of those hurdles, keep Rico's outta yo circle Watch that company you keep and them well wishing snakes One thing about success, most of the love is fake Them handshakes ain't genuine, smiles ain't neva real Seen murderers carry caskets of partner's caps they done peeled Got my hand up on the wheel, gripin' tally and grain That naughty, this ain't no party, n***as loosing they brains For them chains and the whips, feeling like a slave without it Percy told us ain't no limits, is you really bout it bout it? Last dons of the ghetto pushin' audio deep Feel like Manny or Beatrix, who big timin' like me? Man who flyer than we? Jet planes, we droppin' bombs Our tactics is shocking all, I'll take‘em to Babylon How you gonna win a war if you couldn't win a battle? Spit the venom like a cobra, difference is I'm never rattled Never shook, I read they plays like an open book A prodigy causing havoc, ain't no 50 percent crook Many do it for the look and we do it for the love Moving tapes like we out here moving d** Ace n***a [Outro] This what I'm saying, this life This game, ain't no love in it and it don't love you back