Porsche Dreams
Say you at the top
But you really on the floor
I been on the block
Man these niggas on the porch
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
Hoppin out that mazi and I landed in a Porsche
Niggas talk but won't do it
Clean the money like its fluid
Nike checks on the sweatpants
So you really know I just do it
Tuck ya chain you might lose it
Cuz' my niggas really go stupid
Buss a play just hit 50k and I ain't even talking bout' the music
These niggas be looking for action
Im tryna link up with a bad bitch
But I think she tryna line me
She keep asking for the addy
And I can't trust nobody cuz' I gotta feed my family
Swear that these niggas is bluffing
Im having money discussions
Im screaming free my cousin swear that he didn't do nothing
Hop in a jet and go east
Shoutout my niggas in London
Now I'm up I'm a beast been plotting since I was a youngin'
Remember when I used to have nothing
Now I get the bag I ain't fumbling
Pull up like blacka
All black like Nocta
Street fight like blanka
Money green like blanka
He a rat he a oppa he cannot be on the roster
She hit my phone and I blocked her
Space jam like a monster
Say you at the top
But you really on the floor
I been on the block
Man these niggas on the porch
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
Hoppin out that mazi and I landed in a Porsche
I started moving different
Cuz' niggas got opinions they ain't got no vision
And if they don't see yo vision then they losing interest
Yea I fuck with you but you be on that goofy business
And when that chicken coming thru I need you in the kitchen
I can't trust nobody all these niggas fake
Niggas dap you up and then they lying to ya face
I be up all night thinking bout' my nigga Dre
The shit we woulda' did ima' take it to the grave
Say you at the top
But you really on the floor
I been on the block
Man these niggas on the porch
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
Hoppin out that mazi and I landed in a Porsche
Haven't seen my dawg in hours
Gave him a few hunnids and he came back with thousands
Best in Broward
Move the trap into the towers
Now we at the top looking like this shit is ours
Say you at the top
But you really on the floor
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
But you really on the floor
I been on the block
Man these niggas on the porch
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
Hoppin out that mazi and I landed in a Porsche
Niggas talk but won't do it
Clean the money like its fluid
Nike checks on the sweatpants
So you really know I just do it
Tuck ya chain you might lose it
Cuz' my niggas really go stupid
Buss a play just hit 50k and I ain't even talking bout' the music
These niggas be looking for action
Im tryna link up with a bad bitch
But I think she tryna line me
She keep asking for the addy
And I can't trust nobody cuz' I gotta feed my family
Swear that these niggas is bluffing
Im having money discussions
Im screaming free my cousin swear that he didn't do nothing
Hop in a jet and go east
Shoutout my niggas in London
Now I'm up I'm a beast been plotting since I was a youngin'
Remember when I used to have nothing
Now I get the bag I ain't fumbling
Pull up like blacka
All black like Nocta
Street fight like blanka
Money green like blanka
He a rat he a oppa he cannot be on the roster
She hit my phone and I blocked her
Space jam like a monster
Say you at the top
But you really on the floor
I been on the block
Man these niggas on the porch
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
Hoppin out that mazi and I landed in a Porsche
I started moving different
Cuz' niggas got opinions they ain't got no vision
And if they don't see yo vision then they losing interest
Yea I fuck with you but you be on that goofy business
And when that chicken coming thru I need you in the kitchen
I can't trust nobody all these niggas fake
Niggas dap you up and then they lying to ya face
I be up all night thinking bout' my nigga Dre
The shit we woulda' did ima' take it to the grave
Say you at the top
But you really on the floor
I been on the block
Man these niggas on the porch
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
Hoppin out that mazi and I landed in a Porsche
Haven't seen my dawg in hours
Gave him a few hunnids and he came back with thousands
Best in Broward
Move the trap into the towers
Now we at the top looking like this shit is ours
Say you at the top
But you really on the floor
Big balenciagas cuz' we kickin down a door
Credits
Writer(s): Yung G, Jalon Thompson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.