Untouchable

Yeah, I'd like to welcome everybody that came
I know that I woke y'all up early this morning, but shit is real
I needed all y'all to come down
So we can talk about these things that's going on, man
It's gettin' real

Escobar repertoire, that's my man
Blowin' up, how we expand
Stack grands up, pack vans up with wild cats
Bustin' loud gats
Claimin' that you iller than me, now how's that?
In the bridge hangin' with the thugs menaces
Images of mad loot and beating sentences
Now we livin' large reminiscin' flippin' on prison guards

Jumpin' in and out of different cars
On a weekly, Benz or Mitsubishi
Got the flip phone and the scripts on
Satellite dish, 50 inch with the Knicks on
Every day, it's real in my life, you live a sitcom
Real dons, bustin' out this hustlin' game with the name
See it in lights, bitch get it right
Scorsese, capo, black Mercedes

Miami in back with the crack, the late '80s
Brown Timbs and thousands
Now we on to some real dough
How does it feel to count a mill'?
What you above? Throw a party and show love
To the same cats after your stacks who throw slugs



Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Charles Bradford, Nasir Jones
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