Roberto Cavalli Iman Nunez (Ft. Sheek Louch & Styles P)

[Chrous 1: Iman Nunez]
Roberto Cavalli
Draped on my body
Feel like I made it
I doubled up on my prayers
Since I been dancing with satan
Patience and making statements
While they just hate what they facing
No need to be stepping forward
I’ll get you tossed like a flagrant

[Verse 1: Iman Nunez]
Attitude at its finest
Keep you niggas reminded
I’m straight from the islands
Living off oxtail and rhymin'
Feeding off of a crisis to write this
I’m Leonidas, 300 bodies
Behind me, run together like they Siamese
Don’t know the game, I know the pain
Frontin' like we are the same
I ain’t never had to pull up names
To gain a little fame
They just quick to make a claim
Once money come, I see the change
Remember me as is, cause when I die
I know you’ll see the range
Malice when Clipse inserted
Push up on it, they nervous
Ain’t Grindin', so now they swerving
And wonder what's really hurtin'
I cater to service
I’ve been grave digging, with purpose
Skipping stepping stones and milestones
I run it like Orenthal...uh
Kill this bitch....oops I said it wrong
Kill this beat while it’s breathing
And demons creeping for reason
While heathens
Reaching for semen
And get up all in they feeling
While losing hope, while it deepens
I pray I don’t lose my shit
While I make it through all the seasons