Coast 2 Coast

Lyrics

[Intro] Get familiar Get familiar [Verse 1: Pusha T] Cars with chauffeurs, sockless loafers Snap my finger nigga, buenas noches, we the Black Cards Bar none, put whoever on us My jewels is like a flute to you bitches: I'm the snake charmer (Clinton Sparks) [Verse 2: Ab-Liva] You can't keep following niggas that break honor I'm driven in that double R, I-drive system More horses near the pistons, the logistics(?) The left arm glisten as I exit the car with the partition [Verse 3: Sandman] And half of you niggas wishing y'all was in our position Getting sloppy kisses from model bitches by rocky wristes Or the unbelievable vehicle, breezing through Leaving you pissed, whispering, "Life is a bitch" [Verse 4: Pusha T] Every dollar ever tricked was never missed I'm trifling rich, I mannequin hoes to floss my shit To every bitch i ever Barbie-dolled It was only just to heighten and enlighten, but instead, I just misguided y'all [Verse 5: Ab-Liva] They document the rise and fall The footprints of hustlers-turned-legends in they times of war Blow money, cars line the shore We reincarnated where they stars faded, and they crimes were flawed [Verse 6: Sandman] While y'all niggas Scarfacing—whole face in the soft Busy sniffing til your nostrils raw and your nose fall off— Me and my niggas is living the difference Flipping them pigeons swerving off the lot with the Six [Verse 7: Pusha T] I found art within the pot, in the kitchen, peeling open them pigeons Pure white, like the powder was Christian Ain't no such thing as a seven unless you're talking McLaren Those scissor doors open like the gates of heaven [Verse 8: Ab-Liva] Prolly know they headin' to Boston, Georg' And Philadel' like it's martial law Gun drawn the sun fall on the concrete jungle As they juggle all my shit in crack spots, the nerve to label me "slumlord" [Verse 9: Sandman] Evicting stupid-ass young bulls (Early) Playing with loot, playing thetrtl stoop, selling you drywall I guess you feeling Bruce Willis, 'cause you going to die hard Chasing you breath while facing your death as we slide off [Verse 10: Pusha T] We never mind cost, croc and alligator shit line floss Closet like the Land of the Lost PETA screaming murder, gurs you never heard of Drowned in that shearling, I'm the fucking sheepherder [Verse 11: Ab-Liva] These young niggas jump in the game, hoping to leap further Now that Fire white ice adores is a sleeve burner In love with a mean corner, mean earner Think sweet, my burner'll have you fight for your life, like you C-Murder [Verse 12: Sandman] (Peel out) She's perfect, we stepping through (Minks on) Black, white like Pepe Lepew (Chain drawls) Bright lights, what these gremlins spew No stripes, but you catch these few, you past due [Hook: Sandman] Coast to coast, hood to hood Get money playa, it's all good Niggas tussle to struggle, scuffle and hustle from muffle to muscle (Fall back) Damn, I really would love to, but can't though (Okay?) Coast to coast, hood to hood Get money playa, it's all good Niggas tussle to struggle, scuffle to hustle from muffle to muscle (Fall back) Damn I really would love to, but can't though