Chanel Pearls

歌詞

Yeah, let me see that lighter Uh Cuttin' through in the Rolls Draco on the seat, I hope I'm makin' it home Head on a swivel, I always stay on my toes The ones you love most wanna know what your safe really hold No morals in the streets now, niggas breakin' the code Smoke a blunt of pressure, this fame is takin' it's toll I'm thankful ain't no shows, I need a break from the road Put niggas in position, they still ungrateful, it shows It's fuckin' up my energy, shit is makin' me cold My life a series of drama just like them HBO shows When I die, I'm goin' out like the pharaoh, drape me in gold I'm still gon' run this shit until I'm eighty years old They realizin' lately, I'm the one that's been takin' control Private table, car-bones when we leave Miami Beach And I brought sand to beach, your kiss taste like a can of peaches You got that shit on you, killin' them, that's just saying the least You about to get away with murder, you my Annalise Got you the bust down Carti', that's thirty bands at least Chanel pearls, Chanel bag hold that Lambo key You always held me down, you knew me back when I ran the streets Back when if you want some weight, then I was the man to see Back when I was trappin' with a scale and some paraphernalia Now when I'm buyin' drip, I get measured and tailored My accomplishments, some of my day ones never was there for I just realized they feel like my success is their failure Yeah You wanna be a boss, you be resilient when pressure gon' build up Some niggas gon' have issues with you and never gon' tell you We fill the Buffalo night skies with our minds and sativa I was ya lady, ya confidant, ya sugar thighs, ya sole believer, I know you So I never tripped, fuck the little girls that you hit Waiting for the change they might get, they wanted that highlight From all the monster stones that you chipped Or the little baggies you bagged And all the corners you sit Intense, some would call it symbiotic Different, and every part is simple and tense Why I fuck with you most was the you that I get It was the rhymes that you spit, your confidence in the dick Why we stay close, we wasn't monolithic My lane taught you some game, you got me nice with the blick And that apartment on May street You played Wu & Ella Fitzgerald I read Niche, you let me sleep Woke me up with a big ass smile to eat some pussy More than close, more than kinky More than blood, I know you feel me Even in the Taliban Pen in our hands, lyrical artisan You'll never know the whole plan You'll never know Even in the Taliban A pen in our hands, lyrical artisan You'll never know the whole plan You'll never know