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Less them, More us ft. Nice Life Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Let's get this coke
And this dope, And this cash
And this weed, only thing that I need to succeed
Fast cars, plenty women
Big swimming pool to swim in
How I'm living
For this air that I breathe
Go get some property
Start me up a monopoly
Soon as I get these pounds
of this weed
And ain't nobody stopping me
ain't worried bout a shopping spree
I'm just tryna hit the block
And shop for some keys
As soon as I get this paper
Jetting to Santorini
Two duffles between me
Soon as I land, copping a Fiji
Gon' make it look easy
live and die for the lust
Only few left cool
less of them more of us
Big dreams, tryna live like the ball players
Nothing minor at all
I wanna ball major
Instead I'm locked up
Judge throwin' me court papers
I'm tryna lay up
With bad bitches in all flavors
I want the house with eight Sections came from section 8
The huge estate,where the Women and the weather great
The hallway long
Chef brung up the food late
So long
Usain Bolt could have a foot Race
You probably need walkie Talkies Just to communicate
And out back
It got the bluest lake
Jacuzzi in the living room
Like Scarface
Picasso painting,
Hanging over the large safe
And we don't keep guard dogs
We keep large apes
Gotta make sure the yard safe
Nigga, if you ain't with me
You gon' lose me
Imma start a business up and Still cop some Gucci
You can keep the dollar bills
Imma take the franks
Married to the money
Imma die in the bank
Probably with a honey
Gettin high to the gates
If I'm not
Then I'm probably in the trap
With the snakes and the rats And the apes
That'll clap for the safe
You can't find me on the map
When my mind's outta of space
Thinking of a master plan, Cause a nigga need the cake
Preppin for the afterlife
Stack it to the satellites
I don't wanna ask you twice
Are you in it for the take
Cut the deal half a mil
Got it written on my face
You can meet me by the docks Boatloads by the case
Tiger head on the wall
With the marble fireplace
I'm cuttin' right to the chase
Son, I'm outie
Dip in the Audi
Most wanted in Suffolk County
Make em raise the bounty
Ask about me, I make it cloudy
Really who can you trust There's a whole bunch of them But only few left of us
What
Let's get this coke
And this dope, And this cash
And this weed, only thing that I need to succeed
Fast cars, plenty women
Big swimming pool to swim in
How I'm living
For this air that I breathe
Go get some property
Srart me up a monopoly
Soon as I get these pounds
Of this weed
And ain't nobody stopping me
Ain't worried bout a shopping Spree
I'm just tryna hit the block
And shop for some keys
As soon as I get this paper
Jetting to Santorini
Two duffles between me
Soon as I land, copping a Fiji
Gon' make it look easy
Live and die for the lust
Only few left cool
Less of them more of us
What