lirik lagu finer things – lethal
[verse 1]
the good life, boy i gotta have it
too ill for the game, i’m magic
momma deserves the world, god dammit
i was told i had a gift, witness how i rap it
plannin’ schemes with phantom dreams
og wanna sign me up for this college thing
freshman? but i’m focused on this d-mn dream
rather be a freshman on the xxl magazine
my people saying, “go excel l!”, c’mon boy, ain’t no time to wait
see, i got too much good people showing love and support for me to not be great
ain’t it ironic how i’m so hungry and it’s because so much sh-t on my plate?
stare at my pockets, gotta chase money so ima do that, that’s every d-mn day
standing in my way on the road to success, the f-ck you thought? boy you better swerve
n-ggas think they shining ’til i bring the black out, cut it out, ha i’m a surgeon with a power surge
haters mad cause i shut it down every track? my bad, did i hit the wrong nerve?
people fear what they don’t understand and all of my enemies looking h-lla scuuuured
[hook]
ain’t no choice, i gotta make it
b-tch n-ggas, still hating
the sky ain’t the limit boy
it’s our point of view, man we amazing
i want it now, f-ck patience
point me to the money, i ain’t waiting
the world is ours for the taking
so watch me take it
get it, get it, get it
clothes, some rollies, and them chains
get it, get it, get it
rolls royce, bentleys, and that range
get it, get it, get it
promise they gon’ know my name
hey i just want the finer things
[bridge]
never trippin’, we tripped out
born losers, we win now
quiet n-gga, i toke loud
sunshine state but we blow clouds
blunts and broad get p-ssed ’round
black clothes and black crowns
better back up, we don’t back down
watch a n-gga get that cash now
[verse 2]
watch a young n-gga become legendary
never satisfied with secondary
compet-tion up in a cemetery
turn a boss b-tch to my secretary
the mission: get b-tches in missionary
we are young kings, some visionaries
l on the mic? get the dictionary
imagery something like pictionary
painting them pictures, i am pic-sso
rolling with swishers, that boy aristotle
get me some liquor, i’m talking rum bottles
they think that we posing cause we with some models
and all them models, they be the finest
who f-cking with me? i just hear silence
don’t ask me questions, the top you can find us
bow down and respect the word of your highness
[hook + bridge]
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