Its like i make this shit look so easy
see me, in 3d hd tv
stevie's
in square circle seem to feed me
spin it once a week and calm myself and make it breezy
speaking,
on behalf of artists with a treaty
to make the dopest work, and tell the truth dont be deceiving
meaning
nah that aint my bimmer thats my boy franks
and when i wrote this heater, i had to say grace
yall keep the same pace
we turn up like dos chains
no name, underground
at least we saying something now
at least we got some numbers now
at least i kept the bars and walked away with my integrity
wake up from your slumber now
i know they shit is ambien
but drug wise this an upper sound
cocaine white was the lexus we would coast around
that was for a weekend though
a loaner of that beamer yo
but damn it felt like Otis man
and all we did was smoke and slap
and took a victor, cruz over 80 so
we had to pay the toll
and tried to talk the lady into paying for the low
it aint work she denied it,
so 4 dollar bills we supplied her, kinder
now go on make it louder you gon need that 1:23
still the peoples champ so you receive that
peoples elbow
and the motion all slow
3 count quick where the belt when i boast
you can say i glide
but over tracks but i float
you can say its time
i just say i know
ali with a drum kit
on tracks i rope a dope
cuz first i draw you in
and by the end you blown away
and the style always changin, but i swear this aint from oregon
still i run and gun, like next song we gon score again
and know im running all the points up
and gunning for some justice
like talent has to shine through
for some reason i trust it
tell larry ellison he gotta bring erik rush in
before he mvp of some league with the russians
this nothin, stuntin, like i aint did this for a minute
but the hustle kurt russell, and this gon be the finish