Ace Walking Out The Cleaners ft. J1thegod Lyrics

All we wanted was the finer things

Gold chain, gold Rollie, diamond rings

Feel like Mitch sitting on the Beemer

If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners

(Ay)

Walking out the cleaners

Ace walking out the cleaners

Walking out the cleaners

If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners

Ten years, I'm thinking like ten days

By any means, I could get it in ten ways

I just wanted to rock nation's like Jay signed me

Me and the money don't separate like we've been Siamese

Five deep, but really I'm by my lonely

These niggas' bitter, that feeling to me is so sweet

King in my city like a Vincent design

Got me feeling like a future young Sam in his prime

We was taught that in order to survive you've got to makes a lot

Five times a day, that's how you make Salat

You miss every time you never take the shot

(Boom)

My new shit's about to shake the block

Young nigga chasing a dream, I feel like Meek and them

Life lesson, rather need money more than I need a friend

(Yeah)

Got to make it before I see an end

Because if not, you'll see my face all over CNN

(Blow)

All we wanted was the finer things

Gold chain, gold Rollie, diamond rings

Feel like Mitch sitting on the Beemer

If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners

(Ay)

Walking out the cleaners

Ace walking out the cleaners

Walking out the cleaners

If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners

Get your swag back, daddy, where's your focus at?

I've got to admit a little bit I was over rap

But I'm Loaded Lux back and full off that Jack Mack

Had to run that smack back when a nigga get back smacked

I administered track runners, lowkey this a Trap number

I'm still spending money from last Summer, dummy

(Woo)

My OG told me my only job is keep them packs coming

Or move like a cat through the night, keep them rats from me

T.U.R.K, I've got a nigga named Ace, right?

What's crazy was, he was chilling at his own place

In PTA East, niggas must've got through the gate

Being awake, came face to face with him smoking a skyf, wait

(Wait)

Ace fought, he got shot in the face, so

I'm watching Paid in Full and wish I couldn't relate

(Shit like that)

He told me, "tell me what do if this was you?"

But treat this like your last supper, cup from the skull juice

(You don't hear me though)

All we wanted was the finer things

Gold chain, gold Rollie, diamond rings

Feel like Mitch sitting on the Beemer

If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners

(Ay)

Walking out the cleaners

Ace walking out the cleaners

Walking out the cleaners

If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners

(Ay)