And I got dreams of spendin' Euros off of music shit
Know it sounds like loser shit, but all the deep talk, niggas is used to it
I've been Los Angeles paying off the damages
300 dollars say you ain't live yet
Plus I'm taking side bets because the Uber driver ain't arrived yet
Watch me take it back to prospect
Chiefing by the lake house for though super fresh
Skinny niggas vexed and my box logo is a Double X
I am the wagon that carries the band
Threw my last 3 thou' with a name of Sandra Bland
On my project cover I'm starin' like Sandra Bland
Got my MP & my blunt in my hand
Just tunin' in to the temple that God gave me that lately
Been goin' hard baby grindin' but it's all gravey
Just tryin to chop the vinyl to a Mercedes
And two ladies, one from Puerto Rico one from Haiti
Both fine, both dimes, need Knight time
It's Sunshine
(Scratches)
All up to Brooklyn
Shouts the whole scene
Pro Era represent
We stayin' fly
It's Kirk
I'm so down to earth I feel like I'm in grave danger
These boys in the bush don't wanna see the mad ranger
In Europe startin' a new chapter just hit the pager
Park Side boy on camera with the nice taper
I'll make you sick dressed up in this fly shit
5 thousand for the fit like force I'm dumb with it
Leavin' my I'm dumb wicked in barneys I'm cotton pickin'
In the field how I make my dirty denim
Jedi mind with the force in him
I feel the breeze when I fly hawk vison
I see the hate from a mile away
Mad you ain't made the cut quick askin' for the fade
(Scratches)
All up to Brooklyn
Shouts the whole scene
Pro Era represent
We stayin' fly
And my crib is the trap house
Niggas ain't sell drugs, but niggas had drugs out
Wasn't no hits taken, but definitely gave hits out