CELTICS

It should be a shame to be this rich

Don't test your luck you not Irish

I flex my pain to get like this

I keep that pipe just like Celtics

It should be a shame to be this rich

Don't test your luck you not Irish

I flex my pain to get like this

I keep that pipe just like Celtics

I'm flexing my pain, I'm brushing it off

I'm painting a song, I made in the rain

When snakes get involved, yeah I'll get them gone

I'll have it arranged, it never takes long

They ran and I jogged, I win either way, I'm getting away

You can't catch me

I ain't rapping baby, I'm just ranting,

This ain't a squad really its a stampede

Fucked her once now she want the front seat

She in love only known her 1 week

With the crew I ain't talking motley

Know you bad baby don't remind me

Test your luck if you feeling lucky

And I need that brain baby I'm a zombie

And I been up all week, making songs I don't feel like talking

Smoking headband I got from Boston

Its the big 3 and I ain't talking Paul P

Labels scouting like it signing day

I got my ass up and walked away

You fighting Irish like Notre Dame

Keep it player gotta know the game

God demeanor, still fighting demons

Yeah and I use all my might

You fake as hell, ringing heavens bells

Yeah you a prototype,

I'm Larry Bird, Mr. 33rd yeah you a dodo right?

My hands was tied and I still survived, I told them hold it tight

It should be a shame to be this rich

Don't test your luck you not Irish

I flexed my pain to get like this

I keep that pipe just like Celtics

It should be a shame to be this rich

Don't test your luck you not Irish

I flexed my pain to get like this

I keep that pipe just like Celtics

Red headed bitch, out of this world like starfire

Still cant let her read me, she dig it but do not decipher

I was in the grass, I could tell that you was a viper

Moving too fast I could tell you wasn't a good girl

Took one look at you Niggas its no solidarity

Away with the opps, off top, its giving me clarity

Shovel in hand when you thought that the hate would just bury me,

Its crazy how keeping it real at an all time scarcity

I watch the fake fall Cause they finicky

My brother my twin like mimicking

Can't see my face, I conceal my identity

We just put a syringe in history

I think my new bitch already sick of me

Cause half of my life is a mystery

I cannot turn a new leaf like nicotine

I'm so high I could touch infinity

It should be a shame to be this rich

Don't test your luck you not Irish

I flexed my pain to get like this

I keep that pipe just like Celtics

It should be a shame to be this rich

Don't test your luck you not Irish

I flexed my pain to get like this

I keep that pipe just like Celtics

If the rain come, Givenchy, my rain coat

You can find me at the end of the rainbow

Pot of gold talking about a big bank roll

That's a lot of money on the table