The Update Lyrics

I fell in love with the game before. All of it. All the ups, the downs, everything

But this? Nah, this ain't that. This the shit you leave her to

Time is money so I'm up late. Scheming, plotting, counting up cake

Like, what you need? What's the ticket and what date

I'm sending love to all my partners playing upstate. I think it's only right I hit you niggas with a update

As humble as they come, running with them ones. Thinking band practice how we drumming with them drums

Still thumbing through the ones. Stumble through the slums looking at my handsome face

Humming what have you become? Come off the road, my bitch ran me a bath

I jumped in my robe then went and said, what's up, to the stove

Poured a glass of white wine, garlic cut by the clothes. Yeah, I'm clearly locked in on this shit and it shows

This is the ballad of another local famous rapper. And things change, but the people get to changing faster

I'm thinking, Punta C then skating to the Caymans after. I'm chasing after money trees, I'm a paper catcher

Anita Baker in the Civic, baby, play the rapture. Let's drop the top and get to chasing what the days will capture

Namesake, got my govi' on a nameplate. You other bitches dusty, never bring it to the same place

You go, bling, purple NUVO. Jumping like Zion, never paying for the culo

Yea, I'm never paying for the culo. My catalog is heavy, shit be wearing like a sumo hoe

You know I be mo' sipping. Yeah, flow different. Make her think that I like her then suddenly go missing

That's so pimpin', yeah, that's so pimpin'. Call my youngin' on a burner like Papa, just go and get him

Did it broad day, flashing lights like it's Broadway. Them shells burn like alcohol, on a bald fade

Shells burn like alcohol, I'm on a baldy. Three years ago, they had us pissing in the hallway

And now I'm pissed that the waiter fucked the order up. And yeah, the drinks is cool, but I want my chicken quarter cut

Shit is more than us. Chandon, pour it up. How we gon' lose when MB recording us