Deep Dreams

Counting up racks but the cat you chasin Had ten pounds in the black suitcases All blue hunnits Ben Franklin faces First class flights lil b**ch ian basic You call her baby i call her super face On slab eating d**k sheen even leave a trace At my own pace ian never been in a race Author Horne on speed dial if a catch a case High speed chase they ain't even have a chance Too many meds and I'm riding with them bands Chrome heart hat shirt Amiri pants Naw i cant trust em I'll kill a man Focus on the cash that's still the plan Up late night going grand for grand Never worried bout these h**s I been the man You been broke all yo life you wouldn't understand Rick Owen boots with the fat shoelaces Chrome heart fit this s**t cost paper Ran up the cash still ain't got enough paper Counting up the money still ain't got enough haters 4 in 2liter just so I can taste it Eight hunnit dollar pop f**k around and waste it 60k in the trap n***a ain't gone take s**t Turn a hater to a worker tell a n***a weigh this Everybody know me I stay on some boss s**t Rest in peace to my brother get you knocked off quick Kept me out his biz know i flip like a light switch Told me stay down stay focused on the right s**t 40k in my pants take it out you gotta wrestle wit it Touch a 100k out the streets yeah i been did it Play for play in the trenches it'll get wicked 90 in the chop everybody better get down