Brooklyn Chop House Peezy

[Intro]
Uh
I'm tryna figure it out
How many hoes can I fuck, nigga?
How many cars can I buy? How many watches do I need?
How many chains can I buy? How many- (?)
Yeah, let me breathe, fuck we talkin' 'bout?
[?]
Uh
Keep all that
Pfft, uh

[Chorus]
Sixty floors up, this a different view (This a different view)
Rich nigga, got statues in my livin' room
Came from cookin' dope off the kitchen, too
Rolling Loud, sippin' juice, bag gone, nigga, poof
I've been really goin' through some shit, I miss my nigga Snoop
I've been playin' in Hollywood Hills, but I'm still in a loop
Rap come second, bitch, I'm gettin' loot (Yeah)
Go and sell a hunnid Ps first, then hit the booth

[Verse 1]
I can't change at all, it's what I come from
I ain't runnin' from smoke, but I don't want none (But I don't want none)
I'm sittin' back, stackin' for the long run (Let's get it)
I say I'm sittin' back, stackin' for the- (Okay)
Movе forward, stay ahead, and dodge negativity (Dodgе)
First time I fucked the game, it took my virginity
Free my young niggas, did they thing in the cold
Burberry hoodie on, the game gettin' colder
Can tell you from experience, I'm a lil' older
Don't listen to these rappers, they ain't never seen it
Young nigga feel like Ace walkin' out the cleaners
Came from stealin' out a Family Dollar, now we shop at Neiman's, nigga