64 Impala (feat. T.A.G)

Yo 5,6,7 to the 8 Woke up this morning and I'm feeling super great Hopped out the bed with a smile on a face Got this roof over my head and this food on my plate Hopped up in the car then I shift gears Now I'm on a roll like some big spheres You know, and I know that this here's About to be a big year so let me get this clear Imma take a drive in my sixty-four Impala Pimped out my ride now the ladies wanna holler Hol-ha-holler (yeah, c'mon, holler) Ha-holler (holler at me shorty) I keep working hard and I'm getting all these dollars Getting good at punctuation how I'm using all these commas (yeah that cash flow) Get-gettin dollars (make it rain on your back hoe) I'm a problem I don't blow the green, but I'm getting all this money quick Rapping on a classic beat, spitting all this funky shit When I'm kicking this rhythm making rappers monkey flip You see what I did right there now that's some funny shit Sounding like Nas, Dre Snoop, Jay Fifty or Wayne Andre three k For pete sake Rapping on beat breaks Yeah, you hearing what I say And that's about as real as the real get I came up in the game and now I'm a real threat The way I take your, it's like I steal sex I be saving up my money, now that's a real flex Rappers getting pressed because I'm rhyming more My future so bright, that's what I'm shining for I just hopped up in my ride and now it's time to go Baby hop in, put these shades on your eyes, let's roll Imma take a drive in my sixty-four Impala Pimped out my ride now the ladies wanna holler Hol-ha-holler (yeah, c'mon, holler) Ha-holler (holler at me shorty) I keep working hard and I'm getting all these dollars Getting good at punctuation how I'm using all these commas (yeah that cash flow) Get-gettin dollars (make it rain on your back hoe) I'm a problem Man this beat so sick, I think I like it I wonder who cooked it up? (oh yeah, I did) Walked up out the house in some white kicks Listen all about and hear Gater such a fly kid I looked myself head to toe and said you right, shit Don't know where imma go but what I do know Is how imma write shit, cruising in the six four Roll up to the courts all I hear is, oh no Cause I move in the gym like I'm prime Michael And I know my game too cold opposite of Lonzo But listen real quick I'm about to switch the flow So turn the music up for some real shit, c'mon, let's go I listen to the greats like La flame and I don't listen to no hate, I know my shit amazing Cause where I'm aiming is greatness Yeah I'm talking first place bitch And I know that you hate this Imma take a drive in my sixty-four Impala Pimped out my ride now the ladies wanna holler Hol-ha-holler (yeah, c'mon, holler) Ha-holler (holler at me shorty) I keep working hard and I'm getting all these dollars Getting good at punctuation how I'm using all these commas (yeah that cash flow) Get-gettin dollars (make it rain on your back hoe) I'm a problem