| Picture your boy pullin' up in a old school caddy |
| So close to the curb they like watch out daddy |
| Call me a pimp mistaken me sadly |
| Though the paint job could have somethin' to do with candy aah |
| It’s sho-lo in a whole lotta lo atl shawty by way of the go |
| So you can still hear the windy city in the flow |
| Watered down a little you know some folks slow |
| I never been a simple man |
| Wouldn’t call myself a playa can’t deny my hustle though I’m out here getting |
| paper |
| What’s been on your mind shine’n for the savoir |
| Only split that real and put the pressure on a faker |
| Hey this little light of mine let it shine burn baby |
| I do it all for you I know the view gets hazy |
| The grass is greener here oh my dear smell the daisies |
| Said naw don’t play it cool act a fool go crazy! |
| I’m a coach I’m a coach not a player |
| Honestly could tell ya I ain’t never bought a gater |
| Ya chick she made because she know the kid could never date her |
| It ain’t odd heart hard hate harder than darth vader |
| My paper chase is major even more so for my maker |
| Breaker breaker breaker breaker one nine |
| This little light of mine shine your whole block blind |
| I ain’t lying rather see you doing fine |
| I never been a simple man |
| Wouldn’t call myself a playa can’t deny my hustle though I’m out here getting |
| paper |
| What’s been on your mind shine’n for the savoir |
| Only split that real and put the pressure on a faker |
| Hey this little light of mine let it shine burn baby |
| I do it all for you I know the view gets hazy |
| The grass is greener here oh my dear smell the daisies |
| Said naw don’t play it cool act a fool go crazy! |
| What up fly, your pimpin' parallel to the sky |
| You ain’t gotta lie to be friend of I hold up na |
| Anyway though for I forget what I was about to say though |
| Don’t ever let peoples opinion form you like play dough |
| Keep your foot on the narrow |
| Cause his eye on the sparrow |
| And get mucho denaro like |
| Robert de niro hey |
| Good grind ya’ll I’m on mine all the time ya’ll ain’t no use in me lying naw |
| I never been a simple man |
| Wouldn’t call myself a playa can’t deny my hustle though I’m out here getting |
| paper |
| What’s been on your mind shine’n for the savoir |
| Only split that real and put the pressure on a faker |
| Hey this little light of mine let it shine burn baby |
| I do it all for you I know the view gets hazy |
| The grass is greener here oh my dear smell the daisies |
| Said naw don’t play it cool act a fool go crazy! |