Timeless Truth - 40 Below lyrics

[Verse 1: Oprime39] Thigh support from the 540I M Sport It be a cold day in hell the day that I see court Sign off with the sign of the Cross cuz there's always a cost For how you come across, so come correct when you approach the connect Nevertheless, I expect my money ironed when I come to collect We trendsetters, Cubans over cableknit sweaters Diamond crown on my Jesus, dogs with no leashes Swimmin' in women up in Dominican beaches Drippin' in linen and then we switch'em like seasons Competition trying to figure the reason but there is none Treat income like dimsum Only spending cuz we can't bank Silent investors that we can't thank For the shooters let it bang bang Smokers with the stank dank Tell haters it's second nature to do the damn thang My nomenclature you minor we major Tired of hard labor we plottin' this caper [Bridge] The expedition was led by Timeless Truth The group traveled nearly 4000 miles in 7 months And temperatures dropped as low as negative 57 degrees [Verse 2: Solace] I'm God sent to offset the nonsense With bomb threats, its all wet like raw s** Complex, the way we palm techs Cuz we reppin' like a drop set Cite your sources of course it's gonna get cross checked The squad vets, crimson Corvettes Lo on the chest, code of respect Keep the menu order the best While you filing for an order protect My brothers lighting up a quarter of sess Smoking the bless, we stroll with finesse Interwoven like a crest, the truth is greater The time is less, it's your time to rest My tolerance is non-exist... Tryna cop the presidential for the wrist Getting paper for the sport of it But this is for the kids Like Rich Porter, we tryna go from poor-to-rich Sophisticated, rocking Cartiers and cardigans Simply slaughtered it for all of us This my nautilus, make'em honor us Yeah son, it sound marvelous! [Verse 3: Solace] Rock a Submariner like Jay Buhner Straight outta Queens So you know we gotta keep a suede Puma You just a late bloomer, breath smelling like you ate tuna "forfeit" something you should say sooner Singing like a lame crooner Get off the microphone ignite a poem, I might condone That you should play tuba See me sport the scuba, like Disk from the Darians Fire flames burning out the torch that I'm carrying Out here, shoot sideways like Shawn Marrion Exotic Indonesian woman that I'm marrying