Trade Street Flows Lyrics

Higher up I must go all gas heavy cargo

Dinner dates skips the intro's they all know what I'm into

Money is the motive so it's guns that we toting

The price for this I know it so let's not talk about it for real

The roley sitting heavy Evander Holyfield

My assistant get my groceries I don't be out for real

My phone ring the job done

That shit right there that just gone bring me thrill

I'm up 10K at the Hard Rocks living life with hard knocks

Having big loot go make them jaws drop driving red convertibles with the hard tops

Yeah we on it

I seen it all before I had it

I wasn't lying homie I knew it all before I grabbed it

That's how I kept it homie

Thought it was water now it's wine I call that magic homie

I remember nights I hustled money

Now it's plenty money I caught a wave but it ain't in the ocean

These air forces or fazos blunt smoke every day though

Take a flight to Cabo calling me Stone Diablo

Get wine by the case load bring it all up the east coast

Them 12 laws I need those

Bad bitch with pink toes Bel-Air when we toast

Love me with no jokes

I just keep going with this shit sometime got to make sure these folks listening

Look at these blessings never wonder who they comin' from

Plenty options I done chose but I ain't never run

A lot of hearts that we done broke and I ain't fix them still

Keep thinking time is just a game that shit your greatest gift

I used to wish upon that well but look now we here

Big city flashing lights nigga used to it

I been shining in the dark I feel like Bane nigga I'm used to it

Don't be trying make no change better stay in your lane

I'm a thief up in that night super fly up through the day

You know I'm used to it

Suit and tie keep that vest

You know I'm used to it ayy

Bada-boom get a check shit I'm used to it

Talk in time talk in code shit I'm used to it ayy

They know I'm used to it ayy