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Concrete Boys & Draft Day•Official Audio (YouTube API)

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Yuh

Man, talk to these niggas (grow up, nigga)

Uh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Kelly Rowland seats in the Benz

Got me a brownskin vibe just like her

We get geeked, make her sing like Mariah

Lay back, give her that wood like Tiger

Never get caught slippin', the ones still tippin'

This big-money business

I count up the money, she doin' the dishes

Still in relationship with all my bitches

Goyard trunk with heavy artillery

Not Fresh Prince, but I need me a Hilary

Jake Gyllenhaal, my life is a movie scene

But I'm still writin' the endin'

Too many diamonds, I need me a henchman

The way that I ball, never sat on them benches

It's first-round pick, bitch, who is you kiddin'?

I hit it like Mike Jack, she wantin' that thriller

In the Manila the way that I punch shit just like Ali

The villa I sleep in, it sit on the beach

Shrimp linguine, it came with the steak

None of these niggas takin' shit off my plate

The richer I get, the more that they hate

Send some fine shit, they gon' fall for the bait

This draft more realer, ain't up for debate

I Presi' the Rollie like head of the state

Chris Rock diamonds all up in the pendant

All of this motion, they wanna go clip it

IRL, is it real, is it fake?

The 808 kick, the speaker keep twitchin'

The mission impossible, I cruise right through it

The way I get to it, they want me to lose it

Oh, bitch-ass nigga, better go get to it

Back and forth like Aaliyah

Tryna break a neck in the back like Khia

The boy get geeked, eyes low, can't see ya

My bitch got a whole lotta money like BIA

Boss-ass ho, down-ass bitch

How you live life without takin' a risk?

I like her, I buy her and cuddle her wrist

Shedeur in the air, I'm the first-round pick

Shedeur in the air, I'm first-round

Shedeur in the air, I'm-, yuh

Boss-ass ho, down-ass bitch

How you live life without takin' a risk?

I like her, I buy her and cuddle her wrist

Shedeur in the air, I'm the first-round pick

She so bad, let's get straight to the trickin'

Whatever she want, she can get it, big business

Bought her a new smile straight from the dentist

Then I go call up the motherfuckin' jeweler

These niggas still buyin' grams

Three-piece suit on me like I'm Dennis, a menace in Memphis

The whip came kitted, I'm ballin' for shit sure

When the ends low, get right back to kick door

Off the lean, Draft Day rap like the rent due

No three-six-o deal, but I know for a fact my niggas'll spin you

Don't give a fuck, we still outside

Do it for love, you'll die 'bout your pride

Ain't gotta ask 'cause they ready to ride

You want a piece, but I want the whole pie

Keep it a hundred, you ain't even gotta lie

I stay fresh, I ain't even gotta try

I been blessed, I'm way in the sky

High-end designer, go suit and tie

Boss-ass ho, down-ass bitch

How you live life without takin' a risk?

I like her, I buy her and cuddle her wrist

Shedeur in the air, I'm the first-round pick

Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch

Cuddle her wrist, cuddle her

I got a million in my bag

Know for a fact she gon' fuck for these racks

I keep the city on my shoulders

Carry it around like a bag of stacks

I put lil' shawty in high-end designer

Want a new body, what's the tag on that?

She wanna walk with the player squad

Fuck 'round, shut down Booby Trap, yuh

First-round, first-round, first-round

If you ever produced anything in life, you'll know that you have samples

And with samples, you get your first round

And in the first round of samples, we all know nothing's ever perfect, but

First-round samples always hold the most value

They're the closest, most near and dear thing to the heart

Because, well, it's the first creation

Anyway, everything after the first-round sample is a copy

An alteration and a variation of, well, the first round

Whatever it is that you started off doing

The original, the beginning

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