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Man, a new |
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Rolls Royce hit the |
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Popeyes drive-thru |
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I had to tell my driver |
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I'll guide you |
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See my life thru a |
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BlackBerry |
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Some people like that |
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But I think its kinda scary |
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I'm somethin like a sailboat baby jus tryna sail away |
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And you can tell |
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I'm never comin back after today |
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I bundle up for the night air |
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Even though its cold and dark yo i still wear white |
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Nike AirsI cop like 4 pairs |
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It reminds me of |
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Michigan and |
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Antwan Jobear |
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I hit the night like |
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I'm el presidentay |
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Don't wanna be up in the kizer perementay yo |
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And I rush outta town like |
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Picasso I rap pain |
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A perfect picture yo |
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Then I come right back |
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Then I embrace my criminal mind, a criminal kind |
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Heres your chance if you see a criminal shine |
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Cuz my style is real ' |
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Pac yo with the |
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Pun setA lotta |
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Tuxedos before |
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I gotta jet |
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I like breakfast in the nighttime |
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MGA made a clock man its fight time |
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Man this the life of a blind genius |
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And even though |
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I can see let me tell you what |
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I mean isI'm so blind by material things |
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Yeah sometimes |
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I dont see whats in front of me mane |
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Yeah ya heard right |
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I hit the night life |
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And shake the whole scene up like a pair of dice |
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I tell the bartender thats too much ice |
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And she overchargin on the hennessy price |
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I dont freestyle |
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I dont free lance |
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I said paced out |
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I say pay fast |
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I know homies that passed in the weight class |
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But it was pushin weight that they all passed at |
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And when i gamble dont catch me on a bad day |
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Like when the warriors had just lost the other day |
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You send me to a preacher |
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I confessYou said its all good |
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I said lets bet |
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I think of |
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Khan at the crack of dawn |
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And then I hit my closet for a new sean |
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JohnIm in the middle of a premier pack |
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I put vocals in the burgandy 'lac |
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Yo my perm is like jet black |
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Man its the life of a blind soul |
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Its like a hustla tryna sell you fake gold |
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Or like a married man who aint never faithful |
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Or talk down on a ?? when he break hos(CHORUS) |
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I hit my court date smellin like straight weed |
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Plus I had a fat knot in my blue jeans |
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You might have to pray for me when |
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I hit Vegas because my mind is wrapped up in the latest and the greatest |
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My afrodesiach is the payest |
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Never to play us or delay us |
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And everyone that know me homie know |
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I gotta shopping fetish |
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If you think |
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Im buyin you somethin you best forget it |
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Backwards like benjamin button |
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Or superbad somethin like |
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McLovinHotter than the oven |
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Baby that boils the crack |
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And When it comes to rap |
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I'm like a spoiled brat |
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And you can catch me some days, hair oiled back |
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And countin on somethin thats a royal stack |
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At the tuxedo party in royal black |
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They had barbeque |
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I said foil that(CHORUS) |
