(Hook 1)
I’m spending all this money that we stack and it’s tax free I’m headed to the top I guarantee that you won’t pass me I’m riding through the City sipping lean in the back seat living like a sinner guess I’m something like a Black Sheep
I’m spending all this money that we stack and its tax free I’m headed to the top I guarantee that you won’t pass me I’m riding through the City sipping lean in the back seat living like a sinner guess I’m something like a Black Sheep
(Verse 1)
I’m young and I strive its only foreign that we drive my whole team fly we young fortunes on the rise, my Jersey boys be doing it I’m a wild boy who be losing it, I’ll die over my rap bars I’m so true to it you clueless bitch I’m on the road to getting stupid rich doing what the fuck we want my life is like a movie flick so Zoga out here shooting it Mulisha Mafia Chosen Few (Chosen Few) is who I’m cooling with I’m A-Harsh man and I get crazy drunk, Mystic Wax got me faded up one dab got me higher than any amount of Jays that you be blazing up and I stay with cups that are tall and white with a little potion that you mix with Sprite, get some ice (Mud) I’ll pour you up and promise that you’ll feel so right. Chauffeured in the back seat ducking from the copies, show girls sloppy off MD and the Molly, Jersey they say party, loud packs of the Marley, I’m a Rolling Stone man my life is so snarly
(Hook 2)
I’m spending all this money that we stack and it’s tax free I’m headed to the top I guarantee that you won’t pass me I’m riding through the City sipping lean in the back seat living like a sinner guess I’m something like a Black Sheep
I’m spending all this money that we stack and its tax free I’m headed to the top I guarantee that you won’t pass me I’m riding through the City sipping lean in the back seat living like a sinner guess I’m something like a Black Sheep
(Verse 2)
Girls dope so I call her meth White girl so cocaine, Don't snort babe but i cut lines Bar for bar I barter but don't fuck with niggas who snitching from the gutter of the Bronx where they spark hammers like campers if you get that arson how we set fire No fucking drink how I'm TURNT up your stupid ass thought Weed nigga, I'm talking bout then decibels while I'm moving decibels When I say projects I mean music, section 8 how I pimp music Work hard ain’t a thing Came from nothing I cling to it Tired of motherfuckers telling me if I never had a mother fucking felony I'll never be hot are you kidding Rewind back nigga if you're feeling ain't never like school I'm serious I ain't never move dimes, but serious got girls going ballistic like I popped a gun through the speakers (Blowwww)Tell me how you feeling wanna test drive Carreras I'm from a fucking era where you exuding bravado get your ass smacked for not backing up that's the bible Not at all a gangster just keeping this shit 100 I swear
(Hook 3)
I’m spending all this money that we stack and it’s tax free I’m headed to the top I guarantee that you won’t pass me I’m riding through the City sipping lean in the back seat living like a sinner guess I’m something like a Black Sheep
I’m spending all this money that we stack and its tax free I’m headed to the top I guarantee that you won’t pass me I’m riding through the City sipping lean in the back seat living like a sinner guess I’m something like a Black Sheep