Final Curtains

Yeah, Uh huh Yeah, Yeah Aye, Aye, Look There's an ace up my sleeve that I sling when I'm servin Giovani Gallardo, I'm nasty with the curvin I just hit A boogie out the lot, yeah I'm swervin Big body on me even though I'm not suburban I'm a city slicker with the right touch of urban You on the fence I'm on the rocks sippin Bourbon Gettin every single thing I earn, I deserve it Now you can let down the final curtains Yeah, Yeah I'm quick on my feet, the perks of being a sprinter Yeah your man said he's hot, I'm still waitin for the kicker I, eat yo favorite rappers aint gotta worry bout my ticker You call them your top three I call them breakfast, lunch and dinner I'm a Saint you're a sinner, you're a loser I'm a winner And my circle's well-rounded cuz I'm sittin in the center, Ha, Yeah Whoa, Whoa I'm not lyin, they still waitin for my demise cause they FEAR me While I Face Everything And Rise When I start presenting my gift, they wouldn't take the prize So I left The Land like Bron since they wastin my prime Now I'm living in the lighting in the electric city You're in for a shock, no electricity Don't miss out on your blessing for being too saditty If you didn't want me then, well... Issa pity There's an ace up my sleeve that I sling when I'm servin Giovani Gallardo, I'm nasty with the curvin I just hit A boogie out the lot, yeah I'm swervin Big body on me even though I'm not suburban I'm a city slicker with the right touch of urban You on the fence, I'm on the rocks sippin Bourbon Gettin every single thing I earn, I deserve it Now you can let down the final curtains Yeah... I'm gone