FINESSE Lyrics

Uh, yeah, swear I stay hungry, I swear I stay lucky

I'm seeing much money, only late twenties I've been making a killing like Bundy

Trips to the islands and out of the country

She gonna get cuddly and every single weekend

Popping the bubbly, you fuck with my crew and that shit could get ugly

Over nine hundred monthly just to pay for the motherfucking crib

Thirty grand paid and that's just on the whip

Whisper in her ear and now she gon' strip

My hustle don't slide, got a grip on that shit

Like when she twerk, got my hand on her hips

When I dip, you dip, we dip

Like that two live crew hit, uh

Man, got me feeling myself, uh

And I know that you know, I can't get enough

Baby, this life in my blood

Why stop, turn down for what

Yeah, my money stay climbing

Ice just stay shining

Flying fine dining

Finesse just be rising

Uh, they wonder what's next

I can't tell them like they hang with the feds

Always two steps ahead

Me and my family, we breaking this bread

Ask anyone, tight from Detroit to Quebec

Need many zeros if it's coming through check

Dime piece, she be complaining through text

That I'm always busy, so I gave her sex

I've never seen one woman obsessed over me like she has

I got finesse, all of these thick hoes in my Rolodex

Take her to Prada, go charge the Amex

Yeah, and it's not even a flex

It's just to get them up off of my neck

To Get some air get some space for a sec

I got a RX, my dog got a Vette

And I know that you know, I can't get enough

Baby, this life in my blood

Why stop, turn down for what

two-three-one means to two-seven-zero

Yeah, Kentucky, they love me for sure

Clocking the money, you know how it go

Whoa, yeah

How is it that I done broke from the mold man

Fuck it, let's go for the gold

Whipping V6s, party with bitches

Tailored suits like DiCaprio

Yeah, show me a girl like Monroe

And I'll show her a nigga who's style so cold

Feel like a president, times that I rolled

Through the city, we litty so low and behold

Call me JFK

Way that I'm blowing your minds away

Ay, don't show the deal

And I won't sign my life away

Ay, well fuck Hollywood

I ain't part of them anyway

Got better girls than the ones on the runway

And they respect do whatever a don say

And I know that you know, I can't get enough

Baby, this life in my blood

Why stop, turn down for what

Yeah, my money stay climbing

Ice just stay shining

Flying fine dining

Finesse just be rising