Andale

R.I.P Sinatra rat pack yo we did it my way Mansion my home Versace my girl Ferrari my drive way Mr Bentley my bad boys When all my skies gray My prerogative to do it on my own Every little step I take Feel like I’m bobby, feel like I’m bobby All of my ex’s waiting to exhale I ain’t guarding they body When you get to the money They always love you Run to the checks Is we just do it If I put your face on the money, nigga we still wouldn’t trust you 86,000 seconds only in a day Watch out for the women Man them hoes get in the way I be on my grind I don’t go no time to waste, R.I.P. to Pac I don’t got no time to wait , I’m moving Andale Andale Andale Andale Andale I’m moving Andale Andale Andale Andale Andale I'm at the front line of fire right now Screw face, the whole tribe out On the quest for this cheese Oh please Let em know we alive know We've been working harder then some niggas tryna keep some ladies on the side now If its no pay, ima no show, its just too much hands on the pie now Ditch the party, just to go up in the stu, we making hits Steve brought some jamacian shit, we broke it down to bacon bits I remember, I remember Waiting wanting gifts to come to me in december Now i work, now I work Tryna get everyday to feel like november Hold up man, wait, wait No time to play, play, play play I need that ferrari, I need that F40, I need that 458, 8, 8 Moving at my pace pace pace Moving round state state state state F*ck all that sorrow, no time for tomorrow We dont got all day day day day Work 86,000 seconds only in a day Watch out for the women Man them hoes get in the way I be on my grind I don’t go no time to waste, R.I.P. to Pac I don’t got no time to wait , I’m moving Andale Andale Andale Andale Andale I’m moving Andale Andale Andale Andale Andale