[Verse 1:] 14 karat gold bathroom fixtures Medusa faces on my pillow cases, this is living Sucker niggas wanna see it ended Last straw must have been when they heard about that Bentley Damn dog, I was just chilling Fools had loot before me, I ain't wanna kill now Fuck wrong with going to get it? Y'all got me twisted, I worked hard for this shit I got it, I ain't hiding it, riding 'round got my joint lit A Vick of that OG in the Louie bag, I'm a boss, bitch Them suckers ain't like us, they ain't jets, hardly Not cool partially, they totally off key You can call me Mr. Mo G's Cause I stack them up like 10 stories Applaud these moves I made that got me paid I know what it is, the lights used to get turned off in my crib Shook that shit off, destroy, rebuild, I'm a boss And the Lifers gon' get high to this shit Count a million in the vault, listen to the Jet laws
[Hook:] See niggas coming for me and my diamonds when they glisten Now pay attention Jet Life Life...
[Verse 2:] I peeped the weakness in the rap game and sold it Handing in that Porsche Carrera like it's fucking stolen Told the man in the mirror, "You's a fucking cold blooded nigga" Igloo, my whole crew a bunch of eskimos in here Flow cold, I can make a polar bear shiver Haters got the tight face, looking Joan Rivers They all upset, no seats on the jet Them hoes ain't walking home with' ya They only on you when you on nigga That's game from a OG, these ain't songs Nigga this Spitta, no country for quitters My mind on a million, my hands on the wheel I'm on the road to the riches
And I'm playing my mirrors
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