[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Vaulted ceilings
Countin' up what we made from this rap drug dealin'
Shooters weapons concealed 'em
But it's nothin' to peel 'em
If they get to feelin
The block hot I'm chillin' top drop
Ya boy sittin' front the spot
Honeycomb wax wrapped around that OG anthrax
My mind blown, open up to new things
With that large money bring cars from yo' dreams
Mash that pedal, make that coupe sing
Performance cone
Serenate us all the way home
When I get there my chair will be a golden throne
Wrapped in the rarest fabrics, that only the royals own
The soil of New Orleans
I grew up and started ballin'
Homes just ate
I still scramble like I was starvin'
What is you niggas wantin
Push buttons startin' turn my car on
Keys open doors
Escape tunnels in the floor
All I ever did was serve it to em' raw, yet they want more
Vaulted ceilings
Countin' up what we made from this rap drug dealin'
Shooters weapons concealed 'em
But it's nothin' to peel 'em
If they get to feelin
The block hot I'm chillin' top drop
Ya boy sittin' front the spot
Honeycomb wax wrapped around that OG anthrax
My mind blown, open up to new things
With that large money bring cars from yo' dreams
Mash that pedal, make that coupe sing
Performance cone
Serenate us all the way home
When I get there my chair will be a golden throne
Wrapped in the rarest fabrics, that only the royals own
The soil of New Orleans
I grew up and started ballin'
Homes just ate
I still scramble like I was starvin'
What is you niggas wantin
Push buttons startin' turn my car on
Keys open doors
Escape tunnels in the floor
All I ever did was serve it to em' raw, yet they want more
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