Limo Seat

[Verse 1]
Ok let’s get it
I need to to tighten my belt
Bands weigh me down & the fabrics are needing some help
Cut from a cloth that be different to you’s
I just come in one’s, there’s no numbers 2’s

But all of you rappers sound like number 2’s
Hottest shit round, man pree up the news
I study the legends like they in my bible
Learn from the greatest & this my recital

I stare at the man in the mirror like Michael
See he’s the goat, I’m feeling likе Michael
99 problems like Jay Z, it’s Tidal
Thе money I’m swimming in, shit going viral

No it don’t have to make sense
Know I won’t but I could buy a Benz
She gone follow me, so do her friends
& like Beckham they want me to bend

Stacks on stacks no cap
Underdog now look down
Trending up, don’t go flat
Found my way with no map

Woo, woo
Knew I would take it this big
Now this shit bigger than me
Taking a hundred out onto the strip
Wanting to jump in the limo seat

[Chorus]
Hop in the coup
I set my GPS, we going straight to the moon
We ain’t gone ever slow down, only thing I know is zoom
I do not talk too much, zip it up, talk with my moves
I got to prove, yeah

Kicking the stools
Ain’t hung out on every word, using the money for tools
Gotta be frank & I’m honest, I’m fired up like I’m a bull
Thinking you knowing my life, really you ain’t got a clue
All that it took yeah

[Verse 2]
Keep my cards close, all of their faces acting stoked
Look at em all filled up with hope, waiting for man to go broke

Don’t brush success, I have eloped
Engaged full drive, up the slope
Divorced my doubts they never spoke
To the higher power in my throat

Woo, aces high & my eyes blind
To stories ran by the little guy
They say that legends never die
Be eternal then, no afterlife

Run to the hills to try spy
On the fortress I’ve solidified
I’m a trooper when it’s on the line
Got trench foot from the muddy times

Lotta you’s draw a blind eye
To sirens posing as a friendly face
Get like that you’ll be erased
I’ll be rubbing shoulders with all the greats

Feel the friction building
Been on it for over 7
No strange thing, no eleven
Packed to the brim on my bread bin

[Chorus]
Hop in the coup
I set my GPS, we going straight to the moon
We ain’t gone ever slow down, only thing I know is zoom
I do not talk too much, zip it up, talk with my moves
I got to prove, yeah

Kicking the stools
Ain’t hung out on every word, using the money for tools
Gotta be frank & I’m honest, I’m fired up like I’m a bull
Thinking you knowing my life, really you ain’t got a clue
All that it took yeah