Letras
Ayo, Muff, I need some minor
First things first, I'm half great, half amazing
I say I'm next up when she ask my occupation
Part time famous on the road to being A-List
Wake up and chase it, my lifestyle is basic
Nike tech cutting through my city like a razor blade
I've been out in Tokyo stepping in some Bathing Ape
I smoke the pain away, Biscotti on the day to day
Now all these bad habits got my baby tryna change my ways
I call her bestie, but she ain't my bestie
Jackie Chan or Jet Li, I kick it like it's Messi
We ain't even blood but I'm her brother like it's Drake and Josh
I ain't got a Lidge 9 to 5 but we ain't baking off
Get it then invest it back in music tryna make a profit
Still I'm yet to break even, why you think I stay scheming?
Why you think we ain't even?
D on my teeth that's white gold and it stay gleaming
Stay gleaming
They calling me family but bro, that ain't my people
Surrounded by fake love, I swear this game's lethal
Stepping in a black Prada suit, I'm looking regal
I feel like a black James Bond or one light skin Beatle
Push the pedal to the metal, Vin Diesel
Tunnel vision looking like the eye of the needle
Feel it in the air like I'm Beanie Sigel
I look like a black James Bond or one light skin Beatle
Ever since I dropped my shoulder like Zinedine
I've been having bigger dreams of me up in them limousines
I take in everything and listen when there's people talking
So I can really spell it out for you, Stephen Hawking
I'm something like Raheem or Marcus
I turn a 7 to a 9 that's when I leave the barbers
Bukayo Ifeakara, I'll be moving on to Charlotte
Young black belligerent, hide your keys, hide your daughters
The upgrade is imminent
The same way I need to breathe, I need to keep it diligent
The same way she bitter but she's sweeter than some cinnamon
I'm working out the dividends
Me and mine got equity to split between the businesses
God care how you living it
People always ask, "Ets Live, what you bringing in?"
And I don't know to tell the truth
I'd rather keep it 100 when I'm speaking to the youth
Bossed up or busting round, which one are you? (Who are you?)
They calling me family but bro, that ain't my people
Surrounded by fake love, I swear this game's lethal
Stepping in a black Prada suit, I'm looking regal
I feel like a black James Bond or one light skin Beatle
Push the pedal to the metal, Vin Diesel
Tunnel vision looking like the eye of the needle
Feel it in the air like I'm Beanie Sigel
I look like a black James Bond or one light skin Beatle