Blue Strip Etiquette (feat. Chavis Chandler)
Moschino Jones
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Let me breathe We toast glasses of champagne, ain't no feelin' realer Me and Money Makin' Myles like Biggie and Dilla Top floor, something fancy, flashin' lots of scrilla Cuban cigars and bracelets filling up your villas, nigga Where's my manners, mama taught me better I'm pissy drunk off Cristal, like Dame at Roc-a-fella You niggas gonna make me speed dial my bank teller and tell her I need fifty-thousand in twenties for a video shoot just to look better Your flashy raps about whips you rented, maxing cards, destroying your limits That fake it till' you make it shit lame Charge it to the game, rappin' bout it and livin' it dawg, it's really not the same Dinner at Eddie V's, bill's a cool eight hundred Tipped the waiter one hundred, f*ck it, here's another fifty Penthouses at Shinola, renting plane hangars Investing in your craft can keep you out of danger Paying people what they're worth, make better relationships It takes potatoes to make chips, make it make sense, believe that Begging folks for comments leads to fake ass feedback Sucks it takes a pair of Buffs to help you see that Trial and error leads to G.O.A.T. status It's widebody scat, but it was silver Stratus with two twelves in the back of it, uh Don't forget where you started Stay humble but confident. Keep in mind, you only fail when you don't try the shit You work hard for it, buy the shit If you got faith, you know that God will bless you more with it Gold investment pieces, man it's all about the grams Paid cash, f*ck taxes, but no evading Uncle Sam Chop... Shit we window shop for we made tangible and got it Trying to profit, I'm on my Elijah Muhammad Loaded Uzi's pushed me to the edge when all my friends was dyin' Money on my mind, shit feel like a ghetto bitch bonnet Imma get, every dollar, intelligent hood scholar Chavy and Jones back, bitch who want problems Subtracted negativity out, plus as I'm grinding You can run this shit the f*ck up multiplied by how you times it Celestial body, I had it before the profit Dog really a G.O.D. that's a double entendre Full-blooded Pit off the leash on gunpowder From a city full of Batmans, no mothers and fathers Hero or villain my nigga what's your prerogative I'm Salvador Dali, so hot I done melt the clock up Niggas wasn't with us in the trenches, they just popped up Always invitin' me to one of y'all weak ass pop-ups Still humble enough to slide up, I'm a slug Cause he was tryna pump my gas, but I was just gettin' blunts Run the respect, and keep the fuckin' clout for such and such Gravity proved that I wasn't fly as I thought I was Cause, I can't get rich sittin' in a box But if I think outside the World itself then imma make it out A circle seems to sling to a line when you the one They thought it was over, but they know the best has yet to come... Chop
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