Fluorescent Ink (feat. Rick Ross) [Bonus Track]
Rick Ross, Stalley & Wale
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As I flip through pages of my notepad
Wow, I really wanna shine
That's what it boils down to, real shit
I just want my mind to be free
Never mind if they fond of me, I've been a beast
I recline in my seat, number nines on my feet
Womanizer admittingly, but mind you I'm deep
Although they inclined to critique
Motherfuck 'em, they couldn't lace up a nigga's Chukka's
'Cause money talk and I make them bussa's pay for discussion
Chasing duckets, chasing dreams, got me praying for foes
Chasing hoes, dick 'em good enough to make 'em propose
Winning, the feeling is so incredible
Something that's forever true, my niggas over revenue
Little bit of Chanel, decorate your appearance
Double C's on your purses, perfect I get the message
Isabel Marant I get you some, you give me that
All of my thoughts fluorescent ink, though I'm always thinking black
Sitting back, cognac, sixty-two behind the pack
I ain't thug, but I ain't stupid four niggas, five?, hold up
Fire shots for the winners
And as long as I'm delivering, this genre's gon' be winning
Double M-G pimping, my relevance never ending
My penmanship ain't too pretty, my ink is why they gon' feel me