[00:00.000] 作曲 : Rahkeim Calief Meyer
[00:07.497]Used to have to pitch
[00:10.495]Now I print cash with the bic
[00:12.682]The pad is a blank check
[00:14.161]Embrace death, taste flesh
[00:16.421]While the rhyme on the page is still wet
[00:19.336]Far from fictitious
[00:20.666]The cars attract the b*****s
[00:22.588]I hear the whispers
[00:23.792]My palms got the blisters
[00:25.238]Buy the 45, you’re moisturized
[00:28.526]The oysters are fried
[00:30.016]Pull fives out the toybox
[00:32.275]Be as lonely at the top
[00:34.145]The watchband is croc
[00:35.610]The palace is a camelot
[00:37.011]Don’t ride the camel when it’s hot
[00:39.375]They channeling
[00:41.172]Pac My chairman scramble and rock
[00:43.286]While I dance to the
[00:44.428]Spanish guitar
[00:45.325]Spit the chorus
[00:46.836]To stimulate the whore’s c******s
[00:48.622]It taste like porridge
[00:50.280]I felt rewarded from the man
[00:53.455]I ran from the warrant
[00:54.563]The high top
[00:55.671]Ewings is blue and orange
[00:56.801]Flash Gordon
[00:58.727]We still getting it
[00:59.695]Piping dimes on the terrace
[01:01.628]I’m thinking about my life where it’s headin
[01:03.629]I sleep with heat under the pillow
[01:05.540]The cash is where
[01:06.581]I left it, it’s nothing
[01:07.543]I watch the city while
[01:09.698]I’m ****ing
[01:10.380]I’m such a glutton
[01:11.295]Gucci buckets with the
[01:12.434]Chukkas mother****ers
[01:21.557]As a dove flew out the glove of the magician
[01:24.748]It was just as
[01:25.569]I predicted
[01:26.393]Reality is prescripted
[01:27.729]Trees twisted
[01:28.937]Autistic, gorgeous hi**en
[01:30.766]Escort the vixen
[01:31.983]Porsches,
[01:32.759]Imported liquids
[01:33.785]To buy a snake and acquired taste
[01:36.305]We play for higher stakes
[01:37.603]Wine and dine by the fireplace
[01:39.381]Romantic, strawberries on the coke
[01:41.940]My chariot approach,
[01:43.455]I vanished
[01:44.525]Parlaying with the players
[01:46.011]Switch layers
[01:47.100]Mr. Rogers, galoshes
[01:48.622]Foxes to dance topless
[01:50.398]I hit the spot that’s erogenous, erotic
[01:52.783]Brolic hips hippopotamus
[01:55.123]Chocolate nigga
[01:56.092]The clock is a
[01:57.469]Swiss The chronic is lit
[01:58.894]Gin and tonic the mix
[02:00.877]The Benz is a 6
[02:01.846]Inside the
[02:02.571]Matrix, I’m the glitch 357 with the rubber grip
[02:06.505]So when the beef pop
[02:07.740]The nigga don’t slip
[02:09.338]We still getting it
[02:12.428]Piping dimes on the terrace
[02:14.269]I’m thinking about my life where it’s headin
[02:16.598]I sleep with heat under the pillow
[02:18.340]The cash is where
[02:19.642]I left it, it’s nothing
[02:20.975]I watch the city while
[02:22.118]I’m ****ing
[02:22.988]I’m such a glutton
[02:24.069]Gucci buckets with the
[02:25.324]Chukkas mother****ers

作曲 : Rahkeim Calief Meyer
Used to have to pitch
Now I print cash with the bic
The pad is a blank check
Embrace death, taste flesh
While the rhyme on the page is still wet
Far from fictitious
The cars attract the b*****s
I hear the whispers
My palms got the blisters
Buy the 45, you’re moisturized
The oysters are fried
Pull fives out the toybox
Be as lonely at the top
The watchband is croc
The palace is a camelot
Don’t ride the camel when it’s hot
They channeling
Pac My chairman scramble and rock
While I dance to the
Spanish guitar
Spit the chorus
To stimulate the whore’s c******s
It taste like porridge
I felt rewarded from the man
I ran from the warrant
The high top
Ewings is blue and orange
Flash Gordon
We still getting it
Piping dimes on the terrace
I’m thinking about my life where it’s headin
I sleep with heat under the pillow
The cash is where
I left it, it’s nothing
I watch the city while
I’m ****ing
I’m such a glutton
Gucci buckets with the
Chukkas mother****ers
As a dove flew out the glove of the magician
It was just as
I predicted
Reality is prescripted
Trees twisted
Autistic, gorgeous hi**en
Escort the vixen
Porsches,
Imported liquids
To buy a snake and acquired taste
We play for higher stakes
Wine and dine by the fireplace
Romantic, strawberries on the coke
My chariot approach,
I vanished
Parlaying with the players
Switch layers
Mr. Rogers, galoshes
Foxes to dance topless
I hit the spot that’s erogenous, erotic
Brolic hips hippopotamus
Chocolate nigga
The clock is a
Swiss The chronic is lit
Gin and tonic the mix
The Benz is a 6
Inside the
Matrix, I’m the glitch 357 with the rubber grip
So when the beef pop
The nigga don’t slip
We still getting it
Piping dimes on the terrace
I’m thinking about my life where it’s headin
I sleep with heat under the pillow
The cash is where
I left it, it’s nothing
I watch the city while
I’m ****ing
I’m such a glutton
Gucci buckets with the
Chukkas mother****ers