Scram Jones - F.I.L.A. World lyrics

[Verse 1: Raekwon] Dressed in FILA, change in the beehive 7:30 n***a slick coupe with him, see ma? I'm rich, my b**h, before and after, kept her well Sit right there, enjoy the chapter Bounce, 2 ounces get burnt Thinkin' bread now, buy more lead, get the dread town Let's smoke on the furlough king Switch to Merlot, I know them n***as is bird, they swerve dope Nobody gettin' it, who*es is wicked with it Little kids growin' up fast, teens is wickeded No jobs, no checks, it's like rockin' an Olex Rolex, her father is Cotex Mother is so vexed, brothers is on X n***as is slummin' it, I'd rather see no necks Dumb n***as, this the decade of bum n***as It won't work, no matter how much bread you jerk [Hook: 2 Chainz] Inhale it (x3) Weed so loud, all my neighbors say they hear it Roll up the strong, inhale it (x3) Weed so loud, all my neighbors say they hear it [Verse 2: Raekwon] I'm usually in the lawsuits frontin' Comin' out Bank of America, big knot on me, I'm comfy Roll the joints, jumpin' in joints, n***as with coins beat the point And we want appointments, yo n***a, get some ointment Stop playin', start prayin', I just might start sprayin' n***as is a** and all day with it No style with no pals, n***as is so foul It shows how I only f** with real, them n***as know now I slow down, don't wanna catch a charge and go down I'm too large, drop a bag, use a marksman Pause, said, "You don't want no parts of me, kid" I'm just shootin' you real rap, so go wash with it A legend with his hands up, suits is glammed up I'm just bowlin' for millions out in Japan, what Plannin' somethin', n***as ride around wearin' somethin' Other than that or rap, I'd rather fade black [Hook] [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] These n***as is dead already, I use machetes to eat spaghetti They really couldn't ride a mile on my Pirellis Bags so heavy the damns collapsed Conversate about me, that's a chain reaction Pressure to press in past aggression Hope your body guard got pain protection One in the chamber, middle finger, no fornicate So many bullets in the clip, it's 'bout to sufficate My uncle was late, my aunt ain't show up How you gon' tell an old man to grow up It's like comparin' Earl to throw up Same frame of mind but a different poster I'm 'posed to be what I wanna be Dream so big for the world to see First cla**, fruits and tea And usually the only black man is me [Hook]