C/O '23

Tassel to the left, I'm finally free
To do what I want this the Class of Twenty-Three
Swaggin' cross the stage, j's on my feet
Doing what I want this the Class of Twenty-Three

Best dressed with no stress, my chill fits impressive
Still counting my blessings
Cause in times I couldn't see a way he showed me a direction
Lit up the path
Made it look so easy I can see why they mad
But my foot on the gas and my eyes on the cash
So I can't look back y'all probably ain't like that
But this poetry in motion didn't come without devotion
Increasing my token watching for leaches & vultures

Cause when it's money on the mainline
Gotta be a hustler off the muscle can't waste time
You know the city feel different when we all ride
Pushing eighty-fo's on vogues down Westheimer
Fly since '05
Legend in disguise
They put me under pressure came out shining like a diamond, no lie
Function jumping like soul plane we stepping and sliding
I'm the pilot with no wings this a heavenly vibe
That mean watch the way you speak
Cause I'm known to make that fire-work like new year's eve
This the year of the elites
Everybody take a seat
Know my angels proud of me, probably smiling down on me
Hoping one day we meet again
Building generational wealth until then
To tell you bout The Jackson Estate, We make gems
Ain't riding no wave we set trends
Calculated investments, I already got the Benz
Only weight on my shoulders is at the gym
Been a long time coming it just look like the beginning
Remember watching from the sidewalk, wishing on the stars
Now I'm main event, getting escorted in
Put on for the team like religion
Back to Back sessions like a slave in the kitchen
You could call me Remy I was made in the kitchen
Changing up the scenery, exactly where I need to be
Dreaming bout this day since three

So Imma move this tassel to left, cause I'm finally free
Stunting cross the stage tell me who gon stop me
I ain't tryna be cocky
You looking at the hard copy
Been the same since elementary
Doing what we want cause this the Class of twenty-three
Yeah, Class of two-three
I know he ain't done with me
But today I'm repping class of two-three
Stacking up checks cause I'm finally free
Living how I wanted this the class of twenty-three
We be getting payed even when we sleep
They gon remember my name La' Von J from the east



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel La' Von Jackson
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