RALPH LAUREN Lyrics

Ay, freestyle shit, eh, eh, yeah, okay

Every day, I get paid, make a play, chase your dreams, make a wish, yeah

New Mulsanne, windows tinted can't go fish

I can't live the same, back in the day, I did have shit, nigga

Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick, ay

Yeah, break a zip, sell the zip, get it off today

Four up in my lemonade, like Eminem, not afraid

Yeah, yeah, Dubai shit, that's my type of getaway

Had drip since the first grade, like, A.I, I got them brains

Shout out to my essays, they taught me how to get paid

I never did my essays, don't know how I graduated

Don't know how I got this faded, think that I escaped the matrix

Feel like Neo in this bitch, I've been dodging all this hatred

I've been dodging all the fakeness, think that I'm destined for greatest

Yeah, yeah, you get it how you live

And I'm stacking this paper, it's just so hard not to spend

See hundreds and them fifties, not them twenties and them tens

And you gon' see me sitting in the backseat of a, yeah, backseat of a Benz

Yeah, new Mercedes going crazy, that's my driver and Me

Everything look crazy from the outside looking in

And the struggle is what made me, that's a whole lot to take in, yeah

But I just keep on sipping, so I'm not tripping

I'm not reminiscing on the past, that shit went missing

You can't contemplate my intuition, I'm just too gifted

I'm up next, that's not a superstition

My palms sweaty, fingers itching, like Spongebob, I'm ready

I've been consistent and persistent, it's like Armageddon

Yeah, yeah, it's a fight for the top

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can't let them take my spot

What up, Kev

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Aye, wait, yeah

What

Yeah, I think the Xanax trying to say something

I just hit the box and you know I got the ray gun

Tell that boy invest in stocks, need the sauce

Hit my nigga Tee, niggas in the box and they stuck just like EDP

Wait, wait, wait

I told that bitch just get up with me, I don't want your company

Yeah, I hit her once, now she talking about she loving me

Now that's the shit I love to see

She got my music bumping, yeah

Wait, wait, wait

I think the Perky's trying to talk to me

They asked why I ain't pop em' yet

I've been popping bottles, sipping syrup on them private jets

I done seen some niggas sell they soul for a new Patek

I just went and got a AP, it don't got baguettes

Plain Jane, won't tuck my chain, live with no regrets

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, yeah, yeah, okay, yeah

Yeah, okay, yeah, yeah, okay, yeah

Like Lil Wayne, me and you are not the same

Got Balmains, man, these bitches cost a band

Like a homeless nigga looking for some change

I reached out to them, they ain't want to lend a hand

I think the Xan's trying to say something

I just hit the box, and you know I got the Ray gun

Told that boy invest in stocks, need the sauce, hit my nigga Tee

Niggas in the box, and they stuck, just like EDP

Wait, wait, wait

I told that bitch just get up with me, I don't want your company

Yeah, I hit her once, now she talking about she loving me

Now that's the shit I love to see, she got my music bumping yeah

What up Kev