G Class (feat. Kenny Soul and Zay Mack)

It's freedom Freedom to be who you want Freedom to buy what you want And freedom to stunt how you want too We got three boroughs in the buidling (New York) BK, QU, BX Flex Yo' this is the anthem F*ck how they feel son Everybody on your top once you sign that deal son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that ain't real son I'm thinkin bout a GTR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that ain't real son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son And you don't make the noise to have a shot at the real ones Yo' Step in like I'm talkin big money, they like who that G to the seam, they like G how you do that Talk makings moves I get up and then I move that This ice said your future's looking bright I knew that Walk in, by the bar Buy the stores, buy the mall Colossal houses, audemars I'll have it all, by tomorrow Talk it up but do it all Big cribs go install Elevators, floor to floor Need it all nothing more Rolodex full of different cities that a King been in With an asterisk by the baddest of all the local women Remember when they said we’d amount to nothing and should leave class Should have saw they face when I pulled up the E Class This is the Anthem F*ck how they feel son Everybody on your top once you sign that deal son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that ain't real son I'm thinkin bout a GTR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that ain't real son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son And you don't make the noise to have a shot at the real ones yo' This the bag splitting, razor blade spitting, pack ripping Out the train station waiting for you to drop the location With the monk patience Hand to hand switch modulation Like the Six-God prayer palms have em push patients Don’t cross the T, I'll dot your eyes for the paper Go from two decimals to two oscillating craters This the tomb raider, throw you in a van like room raider All up in your face like two face Bend you on your face like blue face F*ck how you feel face How it feel when shit get real and you not real face Looking ass in the X Shit could get disrespect, full effect Coming at your muthafucking neck Check This is the Anthem F*ck how they feel son Everybody on your top once you sign that deal son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that ain't real son I'm thinkin bout a GTR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that aint real son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son And you don't make the noise to have a shot at the real ones F*ck how they feel Everyday I wake up word, don't care about no deal (no deal) Know some niggas that's gone ride and die bout the field (the field) Some days I sit back and I cry I gotta keep it real (100) I fantasize about this life I'm steady trynna build I pull up on G Nova moving we ain't standing still Making movements, niggas been making appeals I'm allergic to them jails, they don't feed you meals I just be praying niggas good, Henny still on chill Every day meditate, focus pay them bills Keep the weed rolling up cuz the pain is real Niggas blinded by what's real talkin bout they real Boy f*ck how you feel nigga This is the Anthem F*ck how they feel son Everybody on your top once you sign that deal son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that ain't real son I'm thinkin bout a GTR f*ck how you feel son Your rolly making too much noise, that aint real son I'm thinkin bout a SLR f*ck how you feel son And you don't make the noise to have a shot at the real ones yo'