Trademark Da Skydiver - Conference Call lyrics

[Curren$y] Honey counting 100 stacks with her titties out Im smoking till this 9 foot window plotting on locking these cities down Im talking plural more than 1 town I got 1 I need 2 get 3 more now control the whole grid Gotta make it real somehow 4 mill worth of automobiles in front my house b**hes know a n***a If I say its going down, you can wait right here For it to fall from the clouds You have no idea what I been through Pay the cost to be this, boss n***a you see b**h So make room nevermind I got walk in closets in my crib twice this size With all kinds of deadstock jordans locked inside Real music lasts forever this is how we never die [Trademark Da Skydiver] The hardest n***as spittin' we the trillest crew in it Jets set mof**a we been at it for a minute No L'S on the record a few double U's pending Translation we winnin' n***a! Dropping cash on whatever fast I ain't tripping watch me make it back Spit some bars on a track in return I get some racks Stacks on stacks on stacks Polo slacks on slacks on slacks With the socks and the shirt to match cool cat with my bucket hat Chill new orleans n***a getting figures b**hes f** with that Im coolin out in harlem 9-11 where my hustlers at Laying in the trap, rollin sour at the pack Posted right in front of 50 with the loud I know you hear me Hollaback some other time not right now im on my grind I want whats mine, and that includes what I been do im overdue To dollar signs, diamond in the rough but f** it Still I shine, draped in the finest threads Ralph Lauren designs [Whizz] You see me getting to the money partner I'm getting closer n***a closer I'm running up it The level growing and it's growing like a country crocket We get that potent dropping And the people steady copping We keep it coming and it's coming like it's never stopping I get the road the roller like construction in the open I gotta plan a jet across the land and over oceans I'm seeing money bags up in my vision like I'm loaded That's just how deep I'm in this sh** that money taking over I think I'm going loony give a f** I'm staying focused It's hocus pocus b**h like I've been whipping in the kitchen I'm on the mission for big banking like the television It's higher definition up in every bar I mention n***a first cla** you don't see me slipping on my shifting [Young Roddy:] I let my n***a smash, I don't save no b**h But now I'm like, light up and blaze that, yeah Momma say she want a n***a who stay on his sh** Uh, and if that ain't trill, then what you call that Them hood hoes swear to God I'm hood rich They tryin' to count my cash girl fall back I'm k**ing them n***as tell em go dig a ditch And it was all good when it was all bad Uh, my uncle done 22 flat, by the time he made it home His little nephew was grown With intentions to blow the f** up, and put him on So I'm steady, writing that ill sh**, trying to make my meal ticket Promethazine keep me tilting 650 When the clock struck 7 I had 7 grams of sticky Uh, so when I'm in my zone please don't tempt me I'm close to the edge so don't push me... out