Letras
Alpine skiing always winning in the race
Yelling carpe diem putting titties in my face
Dressed an art museum, damn I'm dripping in the paint
With the car keys beeping and kick inside the bass
I am Carolina's finest moving in BK
With a narrow time until my window is too late
Smile of a thousand suns, pile of a thousand ones
Eyeing asses shaking and the grits is on my plate
Pressure's on and your boy can feel the weight
Cash is looking right, assets tied in real estate
Sacrifices of my mama, net approaching second comma
And I ain't do it rapping or with a ball I put in play
Black excellence we do it everyday
Read it as a testament, ain't new in any way
Flyer than the best of them, I'll use it in delay
Flyer than the best of them, you knew it anyway
Abiding by their laws said
That I can get to the top if you keep em
In your opticals, opticals
Your opticals, opticals
Don't swerve the mission, swerve the mission
Don't swerve the mission, swerve the mission
Just aim and hit em, aim and hit em
Just aim and hit em, aim and hit em
Abiding by their laws said
That I can get to the top if you keep em
In your opticals, opticals
Your opticals, opticals
Don't swerve the mission, swerve the mission
Don't swerve the mission, swerve the mission
Just aim and hit em, aim and hit em
Just aim and hit em, aim and hit em
Your opps, in your optics
Your opps, in your optics
Don't swerve, don't swerve it
Don't swerve, don't swerve it
Just aim, then bang it
Just aim, then bang it
Opps, opps, opps, opps
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Opps, opps, swerve, swerve
Opps, swerve, aim, baby
Eggs, ham, season, bow your head and say your grace
Next man's scheming on how best to take your place
Make your leg have reason to stomp up and down and shake
I'm from the best damn region of the corrupt United States