文本歌词

It's
Well acquainted with all the and all that sh*t
It's Ricky Ross the rich boss
Wet bars on the boat
Crib like Scott Storch all from the coke
Maybox were a dream now it's all real
It's hard to get sleep layin next to five mil
I'm still gettin chips I call 'em the guce bumps
Yeah Alexander vision I'm buildin like two Trumps
Steppin guce bumps I'm the main event
We got a pocket full of game brain it made me ten
Six b**ches numbers on the same yacht
That's what the f**k I call a chain reaction
You see it these niggas livin of the past
I ran a hundred miles but I did it all with class
Hands of glass wrist all glass
Mirror on the wall with a Cristal a**
Champagne pours celebrate the curse
Above the laws with the mercy of the lords
This me ni**a
It's me ni**a
While we do our thang give me six feet ni**a
Better take a picture this is history ni**a
I'm busy gettin money you can't miss me ni**a
This me ni**a
It's me ni**a
While we do our thang give me six feet ni**a
Better take a picture this is history ni**a
I'm busy gettin money you can't miss me ni**a
What's worse the from your homey
Tables turn fast I told you not to f**k me Tony
Started with the dishes ending with the digits
I had to cross friendship it's rules to the business
With a sister like Gina
Beauty salon dream got the keys and the beamer
On the way to it's disappointment only
Land my spaceship with the spoilers only
Folders
F-B-I's eighty yeah let 'em know how a ni**a ride
Fo-fo and fo-five and six fo's
Half a pill two dime six hoes
I need a slice of the pie fo five six
As I throw my dice in the sky
Head crack ni**a
Bread stack ni**a
Convertible Bert yeah I let my hair back ni**a
This me ni**a
It's me ni**a
While we do our thang give me six feet ni**a
Better take a picture this is history ni**a
I'm busy gettin money you can't miss me ni**a
This me ni**a
It's me ni**a
While we do our thang give me six feet ni**a
Better take a picture this is history ni**a
I'm busy gettin money you can't miss me ni**a
Lamborghinis and Maseratis
When the beats over back to the street soldier
The cold on the mic make me bring the heats over
When the beefs over might see the peach rover
We eats but we try to reach each quota
No soda Rolls roller one on her
Rodeo eighty gram one coda
Louis Vuitton bright sides don't want 'em
They trippin I'm drippin in Tiffany stones
Yeah the mob peel I'm livin it homes
Show I blow purp in
Four chains I'm puttin down with more work
This me ni**a
It's me ni**a
While we do our thang give me six feet ni**a
Better take a picture this is history ni**a
I'm busy gettin money you can't miss me ni**a
This me ni**a
It's me ni**a
While we do our thang give me six feet ni**a
Better take a picture this is history ni**a
I'm busy gettin money you can't miss me ni**a