Runny Nose

Now we out In France eating French toast belstaff trench coat

Pedal to the floor whore the Amg Benz float

Cartier lenses Dior on my 10 toes

From the dirt I rose plenty m's is the end goal

I made 8th whole turn o'z to a money roll

Double doe to hustle left the cutties with a runny nose

I delt wit buyers and suppliers

Seen powder turn into a solid wit the Pyrex on the fire

Been the flyest ghetto myas on my dick like I'm Brent Faiyaz

She masturbate to my flyers she admire

The devil can't stare inside the eye of the messiah

Keep him the hole he'll never rise higher

Finessing you was the goal you sold ya soul to the pied piper

Shit I touch turn gold a prime rhyme writer

Out for profits, got brolic pockets

Fully invested in the product and the process

Ya not this fly obnoxious to the top rise a couple notches

King like Nas in 96 ya novice ya drops will never be hot as my shit

Elevated from getting my re up outta mail boxes

Plenty hand to hand sales now I'm globe trotting

Designer clothes to the toes so the hoes watching

Take a flick it last longer

Keep ya eyes on ya own paper like class

From where they blast on ya

I had to find a way

For you bum ass **** convo ain't got the time of day

The money coming fast pronto andale

I'm on a paper chase

Out to touch plaques that say platinum plus

Ya favorite rappers a pack I roll him up and puff

Do you dirty like John Cuff

I come from a line of hustlers that probably sold ya mom stuff

Little powder pebble for 50 pill for a dub now my face on channel 60

Left the game ain't look back don't care if it miss me

Millions in my future serving fiends in my history

Fuck you **** on the scene ya cd a frisbee

You and ya sneakers is on lean watch me style In misery

Ain't nothing fuckin wit me over conductor Shit

We globally getting duckets while your stuck on a sunken ship