87' Cutlass Supreme

Shit smooth like a classic here
This that pull up old school shit

But it's poetry in the motion ya know
Ya dig

Just listen
Yeah

When you get it from the bottom will you love it more
Living lavish be the habit picture marble floors
Shawty say she want the Birkins and the Michael Kors
All that trickin' I don't do it nature take its course
Beamer Bentley and Benz that's a typical choice
Southern classic with a passion it's keeping her moist
Wrap it up and ship it out it's like I milly rocked
I still want that old cutlass with the T Top
Detox
I was a boss before Ross up in them Reeboks
Momma praying I can hear them fuckin' knees drop
The walls listen I ain't crazy know they ease drop
Make me vacay to the waters to the speed yachts

Yeah Versace the scent
But the fumes smell like money it come through the vents
Walk through with the crew and it's at your expense
Rooftop city view shit making some sense
Fall in love in rare conditions I don't really need her
Couldn't believe her was a diva but a bottom feeder
Need seclusion no illusion I be isolated
Stop me from being great what you insinuated
This shit didn't happen overnight I had to demonstrate it
Mind frame under construction had it renovated
I'm Hyperventilated
I get a rush from the hustle when it's gaining wages
We on different pages

Old school country nigga with the city dreams
Old fashion but a savage under city beams
Daily fashion I'm a classic that's by any means
I'm OG like 87' the Cutlass Supreme

Just cause you fam don't mean can not be cut from the team
Can have the juice ain't bulletproof
Could be a Raheem
First round first pick
You could be a Hakeem
It get ugly shawty love when I'm poppin a bean
Feeling like Frank Lucas
I ain't got to flash shit just to prove that I do it
Had a chance and you blew it ain't none of my fault
And the bond a little cheap for a simple assault
I ain't no killer but don't push me protecting the vault
Same rules still apply if you slipping you caught
What the fuck was you taught
My premonition is to get it no needed distraction
Put my life up on the line an unneeded reaction
Carry yo' weight if u can't do it I'm doing subtraction
Mo' money mo' problems a fatal attraction
Haters wanna see me down won't give the satisfaction
Who go fight the war for me so I gotta get active
Use to look up to some niggas who portray the bosses
Only way to truly win I must accept the losses
Took sum L's it kept me humble and a couple cost me
I'm a die a fuckin a G until I'm in the coffin

Old school country nigga with the city dreams
Old fashion but a savage under city beams
Daily fashion I'm a classic that's by any means
I'm OG like 87' the Cutlass Supreme
Clout chasing I won't do it I just leave the scene
Dirty work get handled private if they intervene
Respect a king is in your presence if I'm on the scene
I'm OG like 87' the Cutlass Supreme



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Writer(s): Ernest Rosendoll
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