1993 GQ Covershoot
N***as know me as a comfortable cost (Boss)
Opened yo’ mouth, now you fumbling cards (Fumbling cards)
Plug brought in some mechanic off of Instagram (Hahaha)
The n***as I knew was really manic and switching hands (Switching hands)
[?] chalice, impeccable outfits (Goddamn)
Had to hustle to make bread, compound it (My n***a)
Wearing Ferragamo, you in ya’ aunt’s clothes (Get this n***a out)
Got a few ounces, n***a I bought those (Bought that shit)
Things are wylin letting the .40 ring (.40 ring)
Fuck these crackers talking about, I was born the king
Fuck equality, n***a, I need some equity (I need some equity)
You messed ya’ bag up over a little jealousy
Smoking Do-Si-Dos, posing for Vogue (Posing for Vogue)
No boundaries, my n***a, I’vе broken the code (Brokеn the code)
They was hating, had hopes that I would fold (I would fuckin’ fold)
I stayed patient, dope in my pot of cold (In my pot of gold)
N***as hating, had hopes that I would fold
I’m in the cut moving like a [?]
Make some widows, won’t find me near those (Won’t find me near those)
I need a crib built like the Schindler house (Like the Schindler house)
My n***a still splittin’ wigs and peeling out (Fucking peeling out)
Battle my demons, then I rose above (I rose above)
My future blooming like a rose bud (Like a rose bud)
TLC with the shit, we ain't no scrubs (We ain’t no scrubs)
3 LPs in the clips, I roll up (Fuckin’ roll up)
Black Audis hustling, twisting musty
Like my new shit, y’all n***as dusty
You n***as fucking sound like boiled chicken (Get some seasoning)
This shit technical but the toil missin’ (But the toil missin’)
Opened yo’ mouth, now you fumbling cards (Fumbling cards)
Plug brought in some mechanic off of Instagram (Hahaha)
The n***as I knew was really manic and switching hands (Switching hands)
[?] chalice, impeccable outfits (Goddamn)
Had to hustle to make bread, compound it (My n***a)
Wearing Ferragamo, you in ya’ aunt’s clothes (Get this n***a out)
Got a few ounces, n***a I bought those (Bought that shit)
Things are wylin letting the .40 ring (.40 ring)
Fuck these crackers talking about, I was born the king
Fuck equality, n***a, I need some equity (I need some equity)
You messed ya’ bag up over a little jealousy
Smoking Do-Si-Dos, posing for Vogue (Posing for Vogue)
No boundaries, my n***a, I’vе broken the code (Brokеn the code)
They was hating, had hopes that I would fold (I would fuckin’ fold)
I stayed patient, dope in my pot of cold (In my pot of gold)
N***as hating, had hopes that I would fold
I’m in the cut moving like a [?]
Make some widows, won’t find me near those (Won’t find me near those)
I need a crib built like the Schindler house (Like the Schindler house)
My n***a still splittin’ wigs and peeling out (Fucking peeling out)
Battle my demons, then I rose above (I rose above)
My future blooming like a rose bud (Like a rose bud)
TLC with the shit, we ain't no scrubs (We ain’t no scrubs)
3 LPs in the clips, I roll up (Fuckin’ roll up)
Black Audis hustling, twisting musty
Like my new shit, y’all n***as dusty
You n***as fucking sound like boiled chicken (Get some seasoning)
This shit technical but the toil missin’ (But the toil missin’)