lexbubble - corleone p. lyrics
[verse 1]
if sp-ceships came equip with rear-view mirrors
i’d probably see my life a lot clearer
from the four-two triller
where your n-gga might be your k!ller
or your homie is a og dealer
i need a vick of the gas
better yet a half because an eighth ain’t enough
get closer to god with every twist of a blunt
i give my b-tch what she want
i try to refrain from calling her a b-tch in my raps
but i can’t help if that’s the way that she act
with bullsh-t all the time
the way my conscious blocks my thoughts is a crime
my n-ggas ask, “what’s wrong?” i tell them i’m fine
knowing inside that i’m lying
looking for any kind of excuse that i can find
on why i don’t be maximizing my time
i sit back on my mind
and think about the opportunities i’ve p-ssed on
but troubles never last long
i told myself i’ll keep it realer in my last song
but you ain’t even peeped it cause i ain’t ever released it
plus we don’t give a f-ck about what you give a f-ck about
[chorus]
you see we hussle
cause money make the world go round
we be working all day until the sun go down
and spit real facts take notes and chill back
this is real rap, wack n-ggas don’t feel that
see we hussle
cause money make the world go round
we be working all day until the sun go down
and spit real facts take notes and chill back
this is real rap, wack n-ggas don’t feel that
[verse 2]
nah, look, listen
i’m on the money making mission
the studio my kitchen
and the way that i been writing feel like i’m water whipping
i get a track and i ship it
get it back and i flip it
beat out all compet-tion
now that’s a hussler’s ambition
i’m moving up a division
while executing precision
you accustomed to bullsh-t
it’s best you don’t listen
and i been praying and wishing
all on the changing dimensions
my mama said this weed smoke just a strain on my vision
cause all i see are is bad b-tches good business and part-tions
lord knows that i been sinning not to say that i’m winning
in the mist of it all kush smoke like a fog
from a boss to a don call me christopher columbus
then i spit that other sh-t
that’s some nice motherf-cker sh-t
riding through the city with sleezy
my big brother sh-t
b-tches love money especially drug money
get them cambers and pitchers forge and love money n-gga
for real
[chorus]
you see we hussle
cause money make the world go round
we be working all day until the sun go down
and spit real facts take notes and chill back
this is real rap, wack n-ggas don’t feel that
see we hussle
cause money make the world go round
we be working all day until the sun go down
and spit real facts take notes and chill back
this is real rap, wack n-ggas don’t feel that
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