Aficionado for shit I can't afford/
Gotta ball, Staples Center, number 24.../
Sophisticated ignorance on instrumentals/
Just know there's levels to this shit, I'm feeling monumental/
I'll paint the picture/
While blowing on this Swisher/
Black Soprano, meant to handle any obstacles against us/
Aviator shades when I look into my future/
Hella bright, see the lights/
Flipping M's like Vannah White/
Wanna taste the champagne more than my own saliva/
Air max 95's from 95; a sole survivor/
Thoughts hella opulent/
Made it off the block, opps be clockin
My accomplishments/
Cops want my documents/
Made the switch from false promises to astonishments/
The next episode, 99, on some Chronic Shit/
Tried forgetting bout it, but it's still me/
Fritz could spit the shit that shifts the Richter till you feel me/
Would piddy pat fame, now it's gimme that lane/
I'm going for the gold, nigga Trinidad James/
Ugh…
Kiss the ring/
I'm bout to flip the script, while these niggas skipping scenes/
Had a dollar and a dream/
Got battle scars and enemies who ain't have/
Half my repertoire/
Latifah and Jada, I'll set it off, nigga/
A boss nigga, last year I trippled my salary/
Wreckless with the profit, now my closet like a gallery/
4 hoes; Ming, Maria, Tina and Valerie/
They fucking me for shoes, call it hype-beastiality/
Only the finest garments touching my flesh/
How I'm living bout as good as it gets/
Hookah smoking, 2 Travolta's talking business while I'm dazed on a jet/
But I'm still the type to wild for respect
Mother fucker…
Perfection!
(Dom)
SOS nigga
On a late night, driving over the Tobin bridge/
I felt my dreams was outta reach, now I’m closing in/
These niggas thought that I was folding quick/
But I’m tough as nails, hardcore, on my Mick Foley shit/
Golden child, Eddie Murphy, you niggas delirious/
Cause I know how weak and timid you really get/
Raised around a multitude of ballers and killers that put a clip in ya dog
And really put you in that Michael Vick experience/
I’m serious/
I’m kinda like Ash turning his hat back/
Authentic from my J’s to my snapback/
And that’s a fact/
It’s SOS, but I ain’t the one that needs any saving/
Success over suffering
Now that’s a real statement!/
I been patient; plotting to take over/
Gonna Ether all the competition, Nas and J Hova/
The break’s over, nigga; the Mattapan savior/
Treat ya shorty like she candy, I’m a hit it now or later/
Yeah
Been that nigga since the Genesis/
And now that I’m a star, everybody is my nemesis/
A6surd Nerdz