Toasting And Coasting
SM3er
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Just Me and you, fuck da crew
Gonna concentrate just on you
Trials and tribulations only if they knew
We go way back, nigga old school
People's high, train tracks, these all facts
Had no stacks, canned tuna, no Big Macs
Mama had no endz, credit cards all maxed
IRS on her case, liens and tax
But somehow some way
We made it through the day
Looked up to lord and prayed
Now we over here sitting in Saint Tropez
Sippin on that ace of spade
Wires hittin daily finally getting paid
10 houses on da hills got 60 maids
Most of them Latina, always getting laid
From your face I can tell
Sad you ain't doing well
He left that shipped sailed
Nigga hit it once then he bailed
Stay with me I'll treat you right
Jsx flights kobe beef on every bite
Dark days I'm your sunshine the light
Breakfast in bed just spend the night
I got a main but you can be a side
Matter of a fact she don't even mind
Exotic silky skin y'all can grind
Don't mind watchin I'll do lines
Move you in we got 10 spare rooms
Six maids wasn't lying no brooms
Just keep it real and never assume
I'll cop you that urus go vroom vroom
Never thought I make this far
Beaten & bruised still see the scars
Mama kept me goin aim for the stars
Bullets ran out so I learned to spar
Always in a fast car see me coasting
Ace of spades or dom we toasting
Parties in la or the bay I'm hosting
Chateaubriand beef we roasting
Fly on a jet like I ordered a Lyft
Scooped up in a limo smokin a spliff
Diamonds all flawless buying gifts
Nikkas get killed if they act like biff
Finally landed rested toes in sand
Thanks Mrs. Higgins I'm a better man
Dont need to get high I understand
Life full of pivots no need to plan
Told that nikka to hurry back
So he can collect that stack
Told em before I got his back
If they ever step I'll attack
One phone call will get you wacked 30 deep
Yea we packed
I ain't playing, these all facts
Don't believe me you can ask
Got da mask on, finna bust da door
Me and 6 homies, plus two mo
Pistol whipped, git on the da flo
Was rich for a minute, now u po
Got da cash now let's mob out
Tesla plaid x self drive right route
Covered up nobody hear em shout
Money, hoes, jewels gone dey pout