Trying to see half a ticket,
now I give Versace grants
now I'm on this cake like Marzipan
Big budget, wrist flooded like the Titanic
My Rolex Swiss made by my 9th Spanish
Watching money pile up like mad traffic
hood full of crack addicts
Mathematics, bag on my track jacket
Asian guns in Saint Laurent,
You're taking from the same
now I can't stop shopping
Got me stepping on squares
Mob bosses, like 80 on my wrist,
I pop Chris, I don't pop watches
I cop cribs and I cop drop whips
Make someone in the block lock it
Been doing this for donkeys
I was renting out a room then
Turned a 2 and a Q into a QM
First came the coupe Benz
Half a mil later what have you spent?
I ain't gotta try it, I keep flying the night
Gave the ends dubs just like Dappy
Red leathers, red notes an d red lobster
Fuck the red eye, I'll get a red Ferrari
All my red bottoms cos a Zed a Charlie
My nuts hang balls are enormous,
diamonds look like they're flawless
boots I flew in the purest
It's a Christian Dior kicks,
All these old b*****s been airing them
Fish get out in the water like
No readies for these jazzies,
Big shank, mask on like Mike Myers
Yeah, my body's still young,
I just make sure my rent's paid
Keep trying, cos they say God likes tires
Man dying, cos they slide like bull tyres
I don't really trust man,
Truth, I ain't never had a 9 to 5,
I just cleared packs in my Air Max 95's
Whippin' and rappin' like Yanni Maez,
free all the guys in the cage like 5 Aside
When you come home just acclimatize
A quiet life is a happy one,
a life on the edge is a scatty one
36 Z's are the snappy one,
that's why I'm looking so slim
Did more kilos in the trap
Now I gotta be careful what I
That's a whole lot of paraphernalia
A whole lot of problems arise
when you're stacking this paper
when I'm bagging this weight up
30 minute time out, snapping this wafer
just wanted to drive a Range
So I hit white walls like
Whizzing through the reds,
see, I drive the Range Louis V shades
cause I like the frames 500
pound just to hide the pain
Time flyin' by like flyin' planes
Live for a purpose, don't die in vain
Hella diverse, bein' high and low
Mami, no, only thing on my mind is dough
Got my mind on wax like dryin' clothes
I got unidentified flyin' O's
I got alien OG in a Astray
Got shooters like Killian and Bapé
Whip yayo like eggs in a mayo
And the crack made a better comeback
