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Poetry Night
- [Verse 1]
- How do you do? It's the don of the function
- Slick as a snake, look at them Harvard commencements
- Cold world, bare bones, but the blessings abundant
- Peep the gold nugget sittin' deep in my stomach
- Brr, bust out the wallet, spin like a pirouette
- The rhyme as solid as a kilo on Rozay’s neck
- Knock it out the park—before the bat touched, I was callin' it
- Three point play, off the Euro step, I’m drawin’ it
- Everything slammin' like it's Poetry Night
- It's colder than an icicle chillin’ in Sprite
- Lookin' like I’m ready for them Grecian lights
- It's greener than a jersey when they callin’ it night
- But when you play your cards right, it's outta sight
- What’s the price of paradise? Take a hike
- You couldn’t pay me to talk twice
- This ain’t the end of my night, just the end of my flight
- Just pulled up in Miami, I was on the red eye
- Big goals, tight family, little weight on the side
- All the madness around me, never outta my mind
- 'Cause they see how I’m snappin’ and thinkin’ it’s all fine
- In the wrong places, some search for signs
- Cigarettes and lost time, both pay the fines
- I ain't perfect—neither are you—so we tryin’
- It’s just some different situations I got on my mind
- [Verse 2]
- Once again, look who crept in
- Put your best foot forward, step in
- Treat that, like a delicatessen
- Not impressed with a .22 Smith &Wesson
- Do the long math, peep what I’m investin’
- Aye, who really want it? Let’s play
- Nothin’ ain't changed, 'cept the price of the A
- I do my thing, don’t care what you say
- Make 'em sing, you’d think I’m Jay
- 'Cause I was tryna get a 7 to a 10
- Now I’m 'bout to drop a million on a crib
- Started from the bottom, they ain’t even know we here
- Told 'em I was gonna make it, they ain't let me in
- I was just layin’ low, stayin’ elusive
- But I was born to do it, that’s an act of hubris
- I had to laugh, “Ha ha,” like the last of Kubrick
- For the paper, I’d go and crash the Rubik’s
- Act foolish, didn’t need to pass the rubric
- If you don’t know by now, I can’t even
- Tryna fit me in a box? That’s a broken even
- Where’s your receipt? Need to see it
- That you made that, homie, where’s your receipt?
- This the third verse in the verse, it’s a three peat
- Fried chicken in a box with the three piece
- I’ll give you my number when the fee’s cheap
- I can see it comin’ from the free throw
- I was number two in the draft, now I’m number one
- Tell me, what would you do if it was you?
- If it was you?
- [Verse 3]
- Don't mean to interfere, but the floor's wet over here
- So watch your step when you walkin' past, try not to slip on all the cash
- The lean green cash money, millions, lightin' up like Cash Money's ceiling
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