Fineline

Nighttime while we cruisin'

Through the skyline

It's a fine line while I'm

Waiting for the right time hit the byline

You could read just how I write mine

Got some fine wine, live it up

This is my life

I ain't ever really wonder if

My guap gon' stop

I ain't ever really wonder 'cause

I got it on lock how come every time I come

Around you wanna give props?

You a snake in a field

So you 'bouta get the chop

Now I'm gettin' money while

I'm in thе stu', yeah

Spend a couple racks on dеsigner shoes, ay

Head is in the clouds, now it's what I do

Ay

Know we comin' loud, ya, we comin' through

Microphone check one and two

Boy what is this?

I'm spittin' these bars like

It's nobody's business

They say I'm so ill that

You could catch a illness

Can't even catch up 'cause I

Know you ain't wit' it

You know I put it in work, yeah

Been grind hard, afternoon, get that bank

Yeah

Girls fly out, fall in love, what you think

Yeah

Roll that tight, babygirl, do ya thing, yeah

Then I'm gone 'cause you

Know I won't stay, yeah

Been grind hard, afternoon, get that bank

Yeah

Girls fly out, fall in love, what you think

Yeah

Roll that tight, babygirl, do ya thing, yeah

Then I'm gone 'cause you

Know I won't stay, yeah

Nighttime while we cruisin'

Through the skyline

It's a fine line while I'm

Waiting for the right time hit the byline

You could read just how I write mine

Got some fine wine, live it up

This is my life

I ain't ever really wonder if

My guap gon' stop

I ain't ever really wonder 'cause

I got it on lock how come every time I come