Ro Ransom - Limousine lyrics

[Verse 1] (Yote) I just do this sh** for my set, Man, I put on for my team Cause we put on for this life style, And they put on for my dream I got a new chick, my new chick, She too thick, she too cold Don't try it at home, you'll look stupid, I do this, I'm too throwed My verses is monster, my flow is unholy People stopping and looking, say what's up if you know me I been through it all, man, this sh** is so deep So I'm coming down, your new sh** is so weak Nothing is absolute, baby, everything is relative Everything I say Chuch, welcome to the fellowship I got time to k**, buy some clothes for the hell of it You would've got away, but we ain't the kids to meddle with Man I'm on that d**h Note, That Darker Than Black, you best know That Ghost Hunt, that Kiba, sicker than a n***a with strep throat Your girl want Fooly Cooly, dog, I'm fresher than some Altoids Saying that you best watch how you Bebop with them Cowboys [Hook] Man, I'mma live by my word 'till I'm gone They ain't ready for that new sh** I'm on But you won't ever see me riding in a Limousine You won't ever see me riding in a Limousine We about it, Black on Black You might never see some young ones do it like that But you won't ever see me riding in a Limousine You won't ever see me riding in a Limousine [Verse 2] Execution of Excellence, New York is my Residence Money in the bank, I need that capital, them presidents I can't do it if it ain't cash insisted I be in that Fashion District, My style is past consistent Got a problem, we can set it. Man, I suggest you dead it You rocking with the realest n***a, YouTube Code, Embed it They don't ever pull my card, so I never give them credit I just want them girls who played me to ultimately regret it I've been gone for a while, Man, I took too long But I cooked that new, let me put you on I'm chilling in the city where the love's too gone So I gotta' keep it trill, n***a f** your songs co*k back, you better stop that Rapper X, Y, Z, I am not that I'm the future, so n***a drop that (Vocal DJ Sounds), drop that I don't be around where all the cops at Need them c**aina flows, man I got that I'm the key to the game, where the locks at? Turn the speakers up loud when we rock that 30,000 - If I ain't got it then my brothers do I ain't even know it if it ain't about my f**ing crew [Hook x2]