Tesla

The Gold Plated windows seals in the old Mansion
Couture Fashion more money than niggaz could imagine
I'm getting head on Lake Shore Drive in the back of Phantoms
Another nigga better than me
I can Not fathom
Ya bitch was sucking my dick
She told me its Delicious
The new strand i was smoking
I call it Syd Vicious
One bitch was making me Dinner
The other do the dishes
They both suspicious
But they both usually shut up and Listen
The Gold Cuban watch
The Gold cuban links glisten
My Plug Cuban
When He speak I be paying attention
Told me He pay me no mind
If i pay him a mention
In Highschool i sold Nickel bags in detention
Pulled up on My Block Drop Top Benzes
It was Rented
The Cutlass on Lowenharts attract the Heartless Bitches
My Brother Slugo had the Dubs on the Broughham
4 Fingaz No thumb
Let em know Fam
Cottage Grove Mob Niggaz I was raised by
Skipping Class trying to Fuck a bitch and get high
R.I.P my Nigga Skip that was My Guy
Word to Niggaz on Flip Side and My Side

Old bullets New Guns in a safe Place
But I be geeked to take it out like a First Date
This How it Feel your 1st Time being 1st Place
I get my Dick Sucked then I watch 1st Take
I wound up stealing Home
They Predicted 1st Base
I doubled up on em like easy rock and Rob Base
No deals without residuals
What more can I say
I got My Enemies in My Scope when I pray
I guide the Youth and I give em Hope
As I may
Drop a Thou on a new Playground
So they Play... Ugh
This the shit the game Need
A breath of Fresh air For Real Niggaz to Breath
Im still studying Lessons
Cause real Niggaz can read
The merch come through the Customs
The Fabric straight through Belize
I told her she could have Anything if she Believe
I told her she could have Anything if she Believe
I opened up my mind and my heart
And let her see
When they killed Bube they took my Heart
I still Grieve
But my mind frame focused
I swear I'm a changed man
That Clip on my Desert Eagle like them Arizona cans
Motherfucka

All I needed was one pistol
And one loyal fiend
Now the 19 Tesla X come in the Royal Green
I do a Buck down Cottage Grove
And I'm Flaggen My "C"
I'm Representing for them Niggaz standing
Above me
I still got Resi on my Digi
From them Old days
I'm Still Governing All My Shorties
By them Old ways
I Never been into Pimping
But All my Hoes pay
I still have Nightmares of shootouts
That we had in Broad day
When they tried to kidnap my lil Brother
Over an 8th
Now I move in the Tesla Y
Latrice could move in the wraith
The Money was in the Roof
The Guns just in the safe
His pants was too tight
His Character too fake
Im fly as a damn kite
To die Rich is my fate
The New Era match Everything im wearing
Make No mistake
From the Honda
To the Mcclaren
The plan was to be Great
I'm playen Chess Not Checkers
Watch every move that I make
Cartel carrier
Heroin up in the crates
Them Balenciaga gloves hold the 12 gauge to your face
If i die today
Hope that I can be remembered Great
If I die Today
Hope that I be remembered as GREAT nigga

Thats all i hope for



Credits
Writer(s): Lindell Hunt
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