[Verse] Look I don't follow suit My backhand's like Serena when I follow through I'd end up in a ditch if I followed you My focus is gettin' rich and taking care of the clique, oh shit Flowers in a bed, you know where I been I can name a lot friends that done came and went And my emotions like "money well spent" I'm a cold-hearted nigga, I don't ever feel shit (ice cold) My walls can talk, my phone is tapped My heart is gold, my lungs are black My accountant call, my funds intact I ain't burn no bridge, that bitch collapsed Off of six stages read the Bible backwards Get the money out the case and get the title after No time for certain-title rappers And when I laps around you niggas, we can cycle after I ain't even shine the vision on 'em Had hits and I was sittin' on 'em I get it daily like the vision on 'em *Beep* I got it written on me I got this spot 'cause you was slippin' on it, yeah And I can never take advice from a broke nigga I got plenty opportunities to show nigga It's La Fleur, have you not see the growth nigga? Wake up in the morning, think about it, then I go get it, oh nigga No fish around me, I'm not Long John Silver 4th and long and now I gotta strong arm niggas And my momma need a house in Jamaica Now how I'm finna get it if I talk on Twitter? Now you boys don't work with me in the slightest I just think about it then I write it I pour gas and ignite it I got your girls on her knees, if you seen her you would think she's gettin' knighted I'm tap dancin' upon broken glass My accounts open over draft As I stumble out the overpass They upset, everything I do [wack?] Tryna stop me at the net I coulda swore my name was Arthur Ashe Heaven's no destination I'm playin' fetch with Satan I got the world in my hands, watch me decorate it I fell asleep in the trap, woke up, a blunt on my lap City's still on my back, I got this sinister vision of how I should be livin' I'm no angel momma, I've made some wrong decisions That's why I'm stuck inside the stu' to make an honest livin' My only flaw is women, can't get it robbing, giving, nah Now this the part where the plot thickens Headshots 'til I drop niggas On every track a whole pac' listens Until it made you got a stock vision Yeah the name is Cartier but that ain't never mean that I watch niggas I feel the pressure more than ever now I keep tellin' myself to settle down Friends askin' for a favor, they was never 'round We all know my time is comin', you ain't even gotta want to say the name, nigga Cuzzi
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