Like What Lyrics

Ayy, by my authority, watch this flex

Ayy, got the color wheel shining on this crest

Ayy, great Scott they dread I'm off the chain

Ayy, got a perfect play to pass the line to gain

Like what?

Top back speeding through the lanes

Like what? I stay on the gas addin' fuel to flame

Like what?

I stay in my bag, I ain't loose for change

Like what? Play the game, level up

King me I'm like what

Who's that making power moves

From the black top to the boardroom

From the left coast to the right wing

I'm the fulcrum, balance everything

Elevated views, and my point of view is exclusive one

Mile high over everything, watch me touch the sun (touch the sun)

On my victory lap, yet I run the race like it's just begun

Never look back, never slow my pace, never gave a fuck

Not a single one

Dollars making sense, every single sum

Silver turned to gold, and gold turned into platinum

Did it all to the maximum, often time by my lonesome

Blood, sweat, never shed a tear, never had the time for that emotion

Going all in, four quarters ball in

Since the margin of error is slim to none

Kept focus on the grind till perfection come

Paid the cost to be the boss, it didn't matter what price

Kept my eye upon the prize, it never left from my sights

Now its vintage grapes and ticket tapes

Concubines with a bottle shape

High speed in my own lane, cause I got land to scrape (unh)

Ayy, by my authority, watch this flex

Ayy, got the color wheel shining on this crest

Ayy, great Scott they dread I'm off the chain

Ayy, got a perfect play to pass the line to gain

Like what?

Top back speeding through the lanes

Like what? I stay on the gas addin' fuel to flame

Like what?

I stay in my bag, I ain't loose for change

Like what? Play the game, level up

King me I'm like what

Who is that making chess moves

Calculated thought that's how the vets do

Got business ties, got street fame

Got dollar signs attached to my name

Who is that? Mr. Groove

Who is that? Charlie Hoove

And just like Jordan in his prime, I always produce

It's game time

Puffin' Cuban sticks, taking Camus sips

VVS drips off my crucifix

Survey the field, I can see the blitz

Switch on the fly, don't concede for shit

I found my niche and expanded it

Strong arm the assist, underhanded it

Got power and respect, I demanded it

Rose up to the top, won't abandon it(nah)

So follow the script, look down and follow the drip

Look down and see my shoe prints on the yellow brick

And my fellowship, let the metal spit

To arrest your development

Movement is elegant

Swimming in the money, I'm in my element

Give a fuck about your privilege and your prejudice

And I do this all for familia

Keep the game on lock, it is my prisoner

My prisoner

Hands on everything

Groove is the commissioner

And H must spot, that is my signature

My signature

Ayy, by my authority, watch this flex

Ayy, got the color wheel shining on this crest

Ayy, great Scott they dread I'm off the chain

Ayy, got a perfect play to pass the line to gain

Like what?

Top back speeding through the lanes

Like what? I stay on the gas addin' fuel to flame

Like what?

I stay in my bag, I ain't loose for change

Like what? Play the game, level up

King me I'm like what