TORPEDO CIGARS Lyrics

Don't let their fears mislead you Nothing but money is evil

Poverty got us corrupted smothered struggle to breathe through

The pipe the straw the needle The bottle'll drown your dreams too

Addiction is keeping you stagnant A magnet for despondent people

Wait where's my pompous equal?

I like my women boastful

A boat full I'm supposed to

Well don't you?

Yeah jailbroken Roku's keep us up all night

Watching spinoffs of our favorite show while she wear that shit I like

And shit I might Put a baby in her hide her from the summer

Just to spite the ones who want her

It's the heights all the delights of life the lights and gripes we hover over

Ice and pricey heels

But hitting models without tricking It's what I call a righteous kill

Let's be real I love this life We're beating the odds

It freaks the cars torpedo cigars

The sounds of wine glasses clashing

Laughing passing time these passions of mine

Wish I could show the dead homies all these new Naomi's

Younger Nia Longs with pussy they'd be the bomb

Bomb boom She's Saddam

But he's the don So bring it on

It's El Padrino took trips with kilos

Put chicks on speed boats Took sips of vino

Bought quick whips that go 60 from zero

In a split second how could you not respect it

Time's ticking but my tribe's winning So nigga I ain't tripping

Try clicking Shooters I position do the crimes different

Ice picking knees for information that Piques my interest

My goodness why could this not be fixed before I put this

Plan in motion lay the murder game down

Your life gone and hand it over ran your soldiers out of town

Been told them they were out of bounds

How'd that sound?

Me letting you play me

When I'm the one who made it happen

Me letting you say we

Its Rain Tell me if I'm insane

I'm sitting here counting this blood money and I still don't care about fame

See we hustled just for the exercise

Had to pick a side of the game

And work just to stay alive Rather than to curl up and die in vain

The same rules apply. That old feeling

This for my young niggas that came up from blow dealing

Get it how you know but know there's no ceiling

Any occupation you pick you could grow in it

That's why we love this life We're beating the odds

The freaks the cars Torpedo cigars

The sounds of wine glasses crashing Laughing while passing the time

These passions of mine