i'm talkin' new carerra coupes
it really wasn't your year was it?
buyin' champagne on a beer budget
i don't got sympathy for my own tears
whole years i was slept on by my own peers
in the crosshairs of the people that i hold dear
so scared i had to conquer my own fears
your aura should be your strongest feature
but you can't keep a secret or a promise neither
nostalgia feelin' child-like
we don't really live the same but we might die alike
i'm talkin' new carerra coupes
i dodged the demons i'm forever proud
but every then and now i still go shut 11 down
exotic women i got a taste for
fuckin' bitches in my bape shorts
trap house on the eighth floor
this my motherfuckin' party
but i just can't compare the feelin'
my chain like icing with the carrot fillin'
they only feel the villain
i'm talkin' new carerra coupes
911 turbo s-in if you're guessin'
carbon fiber everywhere the boys are jetsin'
top sittin' on it perfect like a stetson
papi sold me a brick and taught me the cha-cha
the jeweler don't bother when he knows the bet's golden and holdin' is iguodala
i'm stuck on fast-forward while most of y'all digress
this flow a tree you say yes
the shepherd strike the sheep
this is bobby fischer chess
the king takes over your rook then what's next
belly said i'm here on a campaign of positivity and l-love and to contribute what i can to music