my fan base is distributors
in a corner sense so that's a hundred thou minimum
and if all it is is all of them then my definitives
as good as my closet and all the kicks i can't fit in them
turned bed-stuy into beaverton
and rap be actually more with the accordance in
i was calling leads bring the corners in
they pray i don't bring the chorus in
cause me on 16 is pause-stop-pause again
sweeping up the rug shit is littered with' weave lines
the life of missed calls where each one is a cab away
my video models don't be models
room is ace of spade'd out
i'm pauly d to these j woww's
remember i don't do this out of choice
i don't choose to be better than the dudes that y'all anoint
the bar risen from bar lifting
on cross lights with' the bartenders
if i part with' that means
my spur got tony park syndrome
they say i got the city in the talks again
the upscale vandal of the walkman's
ain't no wonderin' with mine
it's like i'm crushin' up the lines
and servin' em' with mirrors
ain't no wonderin' with mine
it's like i'm crushin' up the lines
and soften em' with mirrors