Sunset Marquis Suite
Futuristiks: Mike & Keys, Casey Veggies, Jake One
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Haha, yeah
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you
The freshest of the freshest, the flyest of the flyest
Yhung Veggies, Mike & Keys
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My swag one hundred, this shit I invented
I pulled up with Nip and that Maybach ain't rented
Ayy, Ace, this template gon' make me a million
I'm flexin' like Popeye, been eatin' my spinach (Woah)
Straight to the league but I came from the trenches (Woah)
I ball like Coach Carter, these niggas can't bench me (No)
They tried to stop me, now I'm so relentless
I ain't had no handouts, I ain't had no pennies
I ain't had no handouts, I ain't had no pennies
Now I'm walkin' in Louis, I'm laced up in Fendi
New Beamer truck coupe, nigga, this ain't no Hemi
I feel like AB, I ain't him, boy, I'm him-othy
Pray the Lord protect me from all my enemies
When I'm gone, I know that they gon' remember me
All that hate up in your heart, you a frenemy
'Bout no money, I ain't feelin' this energy
I make this rap shit look easy, it's nothin'
They turned on me, nigga, I cannot trust 'em
Pops told me if he get close, then rush 'em
It ain't really even up for discussion
VVS's on the ring and it's bussin'
Can't wife these hoes, I just lust, I don't love 'em
Project top floor suite, I can't trust 'em
Even if we blood, we still ain't cousins
These niggas talk about it, I just do it
I gave lil' baby a chance but she blew it
Thought I was broke, I'm an entrepreneur
I count up a check, double back and run through it
Count up a check and run through it, through it
Baby, I do it, baby, I do it like Nike
Back then they didn't like me
Why these hoes straight tryna wife me?
Why these hoes straight tryna wife a nigga?
The way I came up, it was priceless, nigga
I know why they don't really like a nigga
Since a young boy, I been raisin' price on niggas
Since a young boy, I been gettin' big checks
Might do the PNC chain with some baguettes
If you mindin' your business, you don't stress
I got ninety-nine problems but a ho ain't one
Ninety-nine problems but I don't stress
She ain't my wife, she my mistress
I'm a big dog and I'm vicious
Niggas want beef but I'm chasin' the chicken
I fell asleep, woke up rich, I'm ambitious
I got a top model doin' the dishes
Yeah, but a young nigga chasin' that
Chicken, ain't chasin' no bitches, yeah
Young nigga chasin' that chicken, ain't chasin' no ho
I put the game on the floor, hop in that spaceship and roll
I'm the one came with the flow, I swear it was murder he wrote
Been the topic of discussion, at the top floor countin' money
They ain't comin' how I'm comin', told her meet me after lunch
Keep a bad redbone, chop the top, she miss the summer
Can't give them niggas no more passes
Demand my respect, I can't do no more askin'
Babyface beat like a pageant
I'm so fly, I float through the streets like Aladdin
Sixty thousand on the Patek, if I want it, I can grab it
If they hatin', let 'em have it
Fuck with me, it's automatic
All that lame shit these niggas be on, they can have it
I'ma do it a little different
Yeah, they know that I'm the difference
They send them young niggas to go on a mission
Quarterback, call the play, they gon' blitz 'em
Young CEO, all my bosses like Diddy
She know that I got a lock on the city
My nigga D 'round the way, them niggas was fuckin' with Civi'
You know they gon' get it
All my cars brand new, they came fully kitted
Shout out to foreign finesse, that's my nigga
You sat down for two days, act like you a hitter
I can look in your eyes and tell you ain't no killer
Think you could see me? Boy, you must be on dope
I been gettin' too much money to act like I'm broke
At the Sunset Marquis like, "How much you gon' quote me?"
Call up room service like, "Bring me some soap"
I ain't playin' keep up, I ain't trippin'
I'm just tryna get some digits
Yeah, ain't comin', I can feel it (Yeah)
I'm the first young nigga to run it up up in the city
I know the real, they gon' feel me
LA all up on my fitted
Big ass stack full of blues
All hundreds, no fifties, these niggas ain't fuckin' with me