[Intro: Pusha T]
Never will it stop
The 50 in the duffel won't crush
It settles to the bottom like dust
Fuck what ya heard, you ain't countin' paper like us
[Verse 1: Pusha-T]
Go-getter, I come from the corner like most niggas
Now from afar, I toast niggas, roast niggas
Anywhere, whichever the coast nigga
Compare me to them two ghost niggas -- Hail Mary
Heart break when they tales fairy
I kissed that girl and I likes it, like Kate Perry
The tongue-tester
Niggas on the corner juggle Os for the king, like a jester
Child of a lesser, God, so when I drop the top
It's my way of feeling closer to the Lord
Reaching for the heavens; 'til then, I settle for the 7
30 floors upper, room key at the Western
With her on her back, and her on her knees
My ghetto ass trying to pronounce they dungarees
I say Raph, they say Raf Simon
They think it's real cute while they giving me dome
[Verse 2: Ab-Liva]
Liva, heh, the cross I bear
So fly in that Purple Label cloth I wear
No matter the cost, I make Porsche like fear
Every stitch, every seam, when I floss, y'all stare
Ferrari 500, them horse I tear
I circle, I veer, y'all pause like deer
In the headlights, mami play red light, green light
And hop that red torch I steer
There's no law I've feared, arm glowin' like a roadside flare
King-pin so the soft I shared
I carried, I huddled, I dared, I muscled, I bled
I sweated, I teared, got crowned and got cheered
You 10 grand quarter pound ration
Went 36 flat, that's a asking, now two-thirds got it for a fraction
A cinder, put in the dash in the fender
Dryer sheets, that cover that scent that it renders
Never will it stop
The 50 in the duffel won't crush
It settles to the bottom like dust
Fuck what ya heard, you ain't countin' paper like us
[Verse 1: Pusha-T]
Go-getter, I come from the corner like most niggas
Now from afar, I toast niggas, roast niggas
Anywhere, whichever the coast nigga
Compare me to them two ghost niggas -- Hail Mary
Heart break when they tales fairy
I kissed that girl and I likes it, like Kate Perry
The tongue-tester
Niggas on the corner juggle Os for the king, like a jester
Child of a lesser, God, so when I drop the top
It's my way of feeling closer to the Lord
Reaching for the heavens; 'til then, I settle for the 7
30 floors upper, room key at the Western
With her on her back, and her on her knees
My ghetto ass trying to pronounce they dungarees
I say Raph, they say Raf Simon
They think it's real cute while they giving me dome
[Verse 2: Ab-Liva]
Liva, heh, the cross I bear
So fly in that Purple Label cloth I wear
No matter the cost, I make Porsche like fear
Every stitch, every seam, when I floss, y'all stare
Ferrari 500, them horse I tear
I circle, I veer, y'all pause like deer
In the headlights, mami play red light, green light
And hop that red torch I steer
There's no law I've feared, arm glowin' like a roadside flare
King-pin so the soft I shared
I carried, I huddled, I dared, I muscled, I bled
I sweated, I teared, got crowned and got cheered
You 10 grand quarter pound ration
Went 36 flat, that's a asking, now two-thirds got it for a fraction
A cinder, put in the dash in the fender
Dryer sheets, that cover that scent that it renders
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