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.
Chics 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

hip hop, house