Americano

Just know I'm init till my eyes closed
They ain't put the work to be entitled
Risk against the money while I balance on this tight rope
She ain't seen nuttin' she really grew up in a nice home
And when I put the ice on
I really up the price I turn the stove on
Brown girl stretch Americano
That's why the
Stitching in the foreign triple no chrome

From the corner store set up serving customers
When you a custom to the hustle that's the cusp of
Passing through customs with my duffle and a cover script
Cause when you live it there's no bluff to it
It's written out there's no subs to it
It's spinning out till unconsciousness
Weighing up the dope I wrote some songs to this
How many grams I gotta sell for that GLS Maybach
My darg triple A-Cat all them years he can't take back
Thank god for a Nokia recording all the drops
This that big face Rolley joint
40 out the box
We sling pics like Polaroid circle got the crop
She fling her hips like rodeo
I'll never tell her stop
Louis V monogram And Chanel runner gang
Set the bar and the trend gas the Benz gone again
Real dope call a friend City step never blend
Tooly get a meds roulette never ends
Gotta make dua for the sins I seen
I got 10 thousand sterling in this supreme fleece
I put magic in the water make the 2 make 3
There all waiting for my entrance like I'm prince Naseem
Cartier bangles on the misses and the pearl van clef
You guaranteed to millions
You see the world like me
Build resilience and always let your third eye lead
I got a black belt in the chopping get the curb side sweep
It's only chapo or pablo who got the birds I need
Discussing business over tacos confirm my fee
Work the beams m4 potion green
Burning a incense in my palace got it to serene
With this paper and this pen is how I reminisce
So speak devilish and my gunners going emirates
To many secrets that I know to tell a therapist
It's one thing to dream it but when you hold it you got to cherish it
Dope blues

Just know I'm init till my eyes closed
They ain't put the work to be entitled
Risk against the money while I balance on this tight rope
She ain't seen nuttin' she really grew up in a nice home
And when I put the ice on
I really up the price I turn the stove on
Brown girl stretch Americano
That's why the
Stitching in the foreign triple no chrome



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