the rims still flow's Picture me rollin like this Burberry, Gucci, interior so slick Me and Foxy with the matchip whips That Benz, that Bently, Lambourgini luxury
you'll tune in later, right? [Jay] Yeah, but won't you Kick, kick, kick it [VERSE 1: The Jaz] My rhymin and singin technique is applaudable Livin in luxury
to be Back then it meant something But you're living a lie, you just can't hide from me You had me hanging on your last word And now I'm feeling a little less
learn to better pain and stress Look a murderer in the face, comin' up with a wilder range You're blitzed 1, 2, 3 and to the 4, 4, the good, the bad
be Back then it meant something But you're living a lie, you just can't hide from me You had me hanging on your last word And now I'm feeling a little less
