Boss Moves

Pockets stuffed, green like a forest in June

Running the streets, whip cleaner than a monsoon

Haters on the sideline, lost in the typhoon

Boss moves, stacking paper to the moon

Chain heavy, my neck a golden spectacle

Flexing on these clowns, game impeccable

Run the block, empire, not a mere collectible

Hustle every day, success inevitable

Got the city on lock, sitting high on the throne

Making moves, connect dots like a mobile phone

Night falls, money bags, call it my cologne

Living life, no cap, future foreknown

Came from the bottom, yo, rags to riches

Now my lifestyle lavish, no more digging ditches

Flow sharper than knives, cooking beats in kitchens

High stakes, big dreams, no room for glitches

Vision clear, no fog, just ambition

Climbing heights, man on a mission

Eagle eyes, never lose the vision

Striking gold, top tier, high definition

Got the city on lock, sitting high on the throne

Making moves, connect dots like a mobile phone

Night falls, money bags, call it my cologne

Living life, no cap, future foreknown