A day in the life

Woke up, stepped in gucci loafers.
Cracked cheeks, softer than a sofa.
40,000 on the chain, A P 120.
pockets on 30, Extended. full 30. 
leave a busta stank dirty.
Flying through the wind, track hawking.
Catching eyes, stay cautious.
Dominican Mami matching bread to my lettuce.
Swarming down Merrick, peeping out the scene, her hand all over my body like a medic.
Years in a cage, mind going crazed. 
Commissary stayed on full, now my bank accounts insane.
Bottles of the henny. Drunk by 5:50.
Got a call from hozay , time to go, OK!
Trap house looking like it’s a trap house in it.
Reminds of Gucci Man with the chain, Bart Simpson.
Chicks at the back door, so I’m headed out the front.
Slipping I am not,  turn into dre drumond.
I’ll fill a fools top.
have you screaming in reverse, 76’ll turn to 6 7 scaling life and drop.
Don’t ask me how I sleep when I sleep at night.
Like a baby bia, this that Netflix life

My time was then, now my day has come.
Overlooking the Atlantic from a yacht, up top.
30 years and going, and it ain’t no comp.
I was sent to rock the world, so I rock rock rock!


Stepped into the club looking like a million bucks.
Shawty on my side looking like oooohhh shucks.
My song playing in the back, rock rock rock.
Caught ladies staring at me from cross the room.
Winked at em, nodded to the section, let me set the tune.
4 grand on bottle service, sparkles everywhere, Evil looks from the neighborhood goons.
Always ready, don’t come close, In here green beam.
Turn into Freddy and snatch ur girl in her dreams. 
Foreign outside, foreigners and I.
2:30 Southside, 20k wit Spanish women, I spy.
2 little Latinas in my bed bout to get this D I c k.
Listen to every word, it’s lit! Lit! Lit!

hip hop, house