Meyhem Lauren - Get That Money Black lyrics

[Verse 1] Showing cups with Zambuca splashes, Gucci gla**es Never flicking ashes, Renaissance man with rugged rites of pa**age Multi-thousand dollar touchdowns after catching pa**es Creamin' in snatches, f**ing b**hes with the pretty lashes Collecting compliments could carry continents like Atlas The rest will fall but the symbol on my fitted's backwards Staring in the mirror seeing life a little clearer Most n***as held the wheel but never really been a steerer Salmon searer, fly out fit for peerer Just cause you talkin' tough don't nobody f**in' fear ya Defense mechanisms used by the shaken Vagina hearted n***as who should get their sh** taken Need to beat it, confidence son, never conceited Cause hubris leaves humans slumped over when they seated Defeated busted wide with they sh** bloody Sneakers coincide with the colors of my rugby [Hook] Get that money black Word up Get that money black Naw mean Get that money black No doubt Get that money black x4 [Verse 2] Purchase a sneaker worn by Jordan just to end my boredom Never with hesitation, copping kicks is recreation Oakley and Mason hustle like me and my brother Jason Don't get it twisted kid, we live it son, I'll kick your face in Throw off creation every time my people bombed a nation Not gettin' head after a date is an abomination Step on my money and you standing with my llama facing n***as is unknown and now they grown so they drama chasing Most of 'em they lie so now they looking for a reputation Your train of thought is what I taught, mental insemination My sneaker game is cancerous, I need my medication Chemotherapy for kicks, bring me a reservation Rock 'em and scuff 'em motherf**er cause I just replace 'em Been doing this, my lifestyle's reflected by the way I lace 'em Mr. Five Pair at a Time, they love me on the Ave Polo-ed down, first night b**hes love the style [Hook] [Verse 3] ?Tariq? a picture like my squad's the illest I don't care about fakes and snakes as long as real n***as feel this Apes, gorillas, yeah that's my demographic I keep my music like my dress code, it's forever cla**ic Wu-Tang sh** in my whip, I know you hear me blasting Either that or M.O.P. maybe some Kool G We birth hustles over here you couldn't fool me My n***as 730, juxing like they Cool C It's the glamorous life, hammers and knifes Ravage your wifes, habits for ice, Polos with Nikes forever Leather down uptown quite frequently If we don't go back for ten joints don't even speak to me Disrespected ock, my Glock going pop Crossover record anytime you hear a shot By the time the song's over you'll be feeling hot The illest thing that am is what you n***as not [Hook]