PENNY STOCK (OUTRO) Lyrics

Schmell me

Livin the life

Turn me up

Turn me up

Turn me up

KC in the building

Check me

I went from Boat Rock

To Louis croc

I went from foodstamps

To million dollar drops

In the penny stock

I walk around my big ass crib

With Gucci socks

Tatted like a Ese

Yea

I'm with them stupid locs

Gang still in the hood

They movin stupid blocks

Penthouse at the condo

Then 12

They got them stupid glocks

Crakk got them youngins

They sprayin

They doing milly rock

Said cuz tell em calm down

Let's teach em

Bout the penny stocks

I made a vow to my son

That I shall not flop

I went from bottom of barrel

To the tip top

This presidential rolex

Watch don't tic toc

I had holes in my sock

Louis flip flops

Oh what a feelin

Crucify me

Label me as a villian

Wanna see me out the league

Back to drug dealin

Jerry Jones kept me strong

Seen his love in me

Hate was blind

Can't see nothing but the thug in me

A true sinner

No pretender

A fucking winner

Cold summers

Hot winters

Wit me and the members

World crazy

Same field as Tom Brady

Lil PacMan from the bricks

Grandma I made it

Graduated

Elevated

To acres in Vegas

No favors this cold world

You gotta take it

Procrastination no wasting

You'll never make it

So for your honor

Your back the presence

Of fucking greatness

I went from Boat Rock

To Louis crocs

I went from food stamps

To million dollar drops

In the penny stocks

I walk around my big ass crib

With Gucci socks

Tatted like a Ese

Yea

I'm with them stupid locs

Gang still in the hood

They movin stupid blocks

Penthouse at the condo

Then 12

They got them stupid glocks

Crakk got them youngins

They sprayin

They doing milly rock

Said cuz tell em calm down

Let's teach em

Bout the penny stocks

My life's diiferrent

On sixty acres

Ten horses

Ten stables

Different labels

My kids in private school

They talkin RPO's

I remember ninety-nine

My mom had the white

For the low

And this ain't no braggin

Trying to teach my youngstas tho

Stack your paper

Get out the streets

And let that shit go

And keep your enemies far

And keep your loved ones close

This a wicked ass world

You'll get chased by a ghost

It's like droppin a three

And tryin to bring back a four

And when you taking these loses

You gotta stretch it some more

I went from Boat Rock

To Louis crocs

I went from food stamps

To million dollar drops

In the penny stocksIn the penny stocks

I walk around my big ass crib

With Gucci socks

Tatted like a Ese

Yea

I'm with them stupid locs

Gang still in the hood

They movin stupid blocks

Penthouse at the condo

Then 12

They got them stupid glocks

Crakk got them youngins

They sprayin

They doing milly rock

Said cuz tell em calm down

Let's teach em

Bout the penny stocks