Things change
Things change
Elevate
Loss hope
Caint relate
I could had you but I wanted me x2
I wanted me yeh x2
I wanted Rising Royalty yeh
Drop a clothing line on me yeh
I’m the wolf of wall street in my league yeh
Big Gold
Chunky chain
Trench coat
Tuck my drake
Im the prodigal son
Body bionic Jp one of one
Smokin exotic designer my blunt
I don’t use logic some times I go dumb
Yeh, I just be numb
Shakin off haters I running back run
Bread in my wallet came up off a crumb
Skkkrt du x3 dum… x2
Here the percussion that came out the drum
Haters turned killers the slide if you up
I see em comin I’m sparking my clutch
Like, why would I run
I cand dodge what I can’t see that’s for one
And if I shoot better this not what u want
So I’m bettin my life on the hands God gave us
Gentlemen
8 am inna gym
Then study arithmetic gentlemen
Cuban link the suit I’m in
I’m lit like flint
Checkin my percentages and benefits
Alpha my positionin
Alpha male positioning gentleman x2
I use to toat a blick hittin licks
Then cry off the drugs again gentlemen
Birds tented burban whips
Feelin small talkin big gentleman
Now its
Alpha my positionin
Alpha male positioning gentleman x2
