Tyga - Westwood freestyle lyrics

I got my last kings on; Young Money All Day Weezy home so we gonna do it like dis.. LONDON! Uh; unreal to a close eye Can't feel but you heard that I'm close by It's more vivid the image embedded in my mind I look around and really I see a fake smile No time, when the tickets down My rolex style; don't mean sh** now Its just another paycut; my mind made up Unnecessary lay-ups You can still win; and got a rich and star player f** a hater; still remain-a-self-made uuh Live bigger, credit cards; no limits I drop 20 on the luggage; took 10 minutes I don't shop online; those are all gimmicks Only make moves when your hearts in it BIG said it; so I entertain like sedgwick? Standin on the trunk; roof top; unit city Batman, spotlight, gotta say you b**hess The jokes on you jack Who the f** you gonna call when ya sh** towed, by the repo Can't tell you girl so she the sin n folled(?) Now you getting played like ca**eo's; uuh Casino's, C-notes; and chips like frito's Got a free coat, flyin; heat throat Most n***as only know two wordds Like gimme those; haha; still buy em tho Currently ballin so I gotta let you know Flash through the tint; roll the window Tilt the bread (?) I did; let me see yo registration I'mma keep it real kid; not just hating Ain't a oppurtunity; I ain't take; close chase City national bank; evolve into shape Of a dollar; then I duplicate Dont believe? motherf**er let me demonstrate I dreamed a motherf**er tried to k** me in my sleep Wants the point to stay; when n***as want beef Diss me cuz they hungry; made a meal that you counldnt eat You f**ing snakes in the rat race; 2 face b**hes Thats why I dont f** with none of yall niqqas Cuz soon they all felt what you felt wit em Its like puttin '87 in a bently; n***a dont tempt me Everything ain't everything …………….. Uuh; I look in the sky an dI could see my good side floatin away; sellin his soul for some cheap gold Girls choosing us; life on the tour bus; given it up; cause quick fame make you bust-a-nut Though I despise; so black tint; cover my eyes Hoping if I had a daughter; this topic would never be brought up Fame-starters ; turn us all into starers If one break away; pray the others tag along cuuuzzz Long johns; cold world; w-w-when ya lonely But now you got popular with 2 homies Friends can't call you cause they say you out the country But this is what you wanted so you gotta live in the moment Watching every curve foot or roaches on the curb All they do is hate; thats my f**ing word-word, all they do is hate, all they do is hate, thats my f**ing word Yea; london; uuh; young money; weezy's home!