Limo Seat

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Ok let's get it I need to to tighten my belt Bands weigh me down & the fabrics are needing some help Cut from a cloth that be different to you's I just come in one's, there's no numbers 2's But all of you rappers sound like number 2's Hottest shit round, man pree up the news I study the legends like they in my bible Learn from the greatest & this my recital I stare at the man in the mirror like Michael See he's the goat, I'm feeling likе Michael 99 problems like Jay Z, it's Tidal Thе money I'm swimming in, shit going viral No it don't have to make sense Know I won't but I could buy a Benz She gone follow me, so do her friends & like Beckham they want me to bend Stacks on stacks no cap Underdog now look down Trending up, don't go flat Found my way with no map Woo, woo Knew I would take it this big Now this shit bigger than me Taking a hundred out onto the strip Wanting to jump in the limo seat [Chorus] Hop in the coup I set my GPS, we going straight to the moon We ain't gone ever slow down, only thing I know is zoom I do not talk too much, zip it up, talk with my moves I got to prove, yeah Kicking the stools Ain't hung out on every word, using the money for tools Gotta be frank & I'm honest, I'm fired up like I'm a bull Thinking you knowing my life, really you ain't got a clue All that it took yeah [Verse 2] Keep my cards close, all of their faces acting stoked Look at em all filled up with hope, waiting for man to go broke Don't brush success, I have eloped Engaged full drive, up the slope Divorced my doubts they never spoke To the higher power in my throat Woo, aces high & my eyes blind To stories ran by the little guy They say that legends never die Be eternal then, no afterlife Run to the hills to try spy On the fortress I've solidified I'm a trooper when it's on the line Got trench foot from the muddy times Lotta you's draw a blind eye To sirens posing as a friendly face Get like that you'll be erased I'll be rubbing shoulders with all the greats Feel the friction building Been on it for over 7 No strange thing, no eleven Packed to the brim on my bread bin [Chorus] Hop in the coup I set my GPS, we going straight to the moon We ain't gone ever slow down, only thing I know is zoom I do not talk too much, zip it up, talk with my moves I got to prove, yeah Kicking the stools Ain't hung out on every word, using the money for tools Gotta be frank & I'm honest, I'm fired up like I'm a bull Thinking you knowing my life, really you ain't got a clue All that it took yeah