Young Lace - Old English lyrics

[Verse] Made it through the pen two times for the n***a here I ain't seen too many motherf**ers that a n***a fear VS1's in my chain n***a, hella clear 012 is over so I'm focused on another year Everybody talking bout sh** that they don't ever do I be at the club tellin' all the bouncers "let 'em through" I don't need accountants, I be countin' all my revenue Countin' all these zeros, remind me of the letter Q I got promo, no h*mo, I hit the hoes in slo-mo These b**hes know that I'm a star and I ain't talkin' no Romo They rep my logo, got it on their T-shirt Y'all n***as playing for second and third, we first Lamborghinis, Maseratis, motherf**ing Bentley Coupes n***as selling their soul for fame, n***a here's the truth Yup, I think so, I know so, that's real sh** Illuminatis and masons and white Jews, they rule sh** But I'm true sh**, trials and tribulations, I done been through it Last year was 50 racks, you know I ran through it Yeah, they try to tell me I ain't on But they maid, mommas and girlfriends be singing all of my songs Something, they ain't had enough I think these n***as mad as f** Why you n***as mad at us? On holidays I'm the one to come through with the chicken truck Smoking sticky weed and my swisher sweet I got like 10 bands in my jeans I went to jail and didn't miss a beat My weed kickin like Bruce Lee In the airport like "who, me?", got two chains, no Tity Boi Sippin slow, ridin' clean, laying love on my city boi Commissary, I maxed out, did my time and I came home New whip, a new b**h and my competition on the same song