Long Way To Go

My baby, my baby My baby, my baby My baby, my baby My baby, my baby Talk to 'em Got a long way to go, but I'm closer than ever I Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweater I go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot) I'm pullin' up, four hundred and better It's a real blitz storm in this motherfuckin' bezel I put my heart out, I wrote me a letter A nigga so rich, yeah, they callin' me treasure (I wrote me a letter) I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got sticks, I ain't hidin' My bitch, exotic like somethin' from the islands My peace, so sacred, I stay by violence LA, all ducked off, in the hills, the highest Look how my bands up I just be entertaining the crowd just like a stand-up I was down on my dick, couldn't even stand up Yeah, your block twisted, yeah, nigga get patted up I want everything I see, just bag it up Too many cameras on the condo, just need to back me up Yeah, she dropped her draws, her ass soft like cotton balls Can't even hold the Draco in my hand, it jump like a frog (grrt) Boy, kill yourself, you think my daughter ain't gettin' fed Havin' a talk with Bankroll, that'll get a nigga stretched (stretched) Yeah, they talkin' 'bout doing this and that, but you know they scared Nigga mad 'bout they bankroll, income ain't comin' in yet Got a long way to go, but I'm closer than ever I Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweater I go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot) I'm pullin' up, four hundred and better It's a real blitz storm in this motherfuckin' bezel I put my heart out, I wrote me a letter A nigga so rich, yeah, they callin' me treasure (I wrote me a letter) I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got sticks, I ain't hidin' My bitch, exotic like somethin' from the islands My peace, so sacred, I stay by violence LA, all ducked off, in the hills, the highest My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby Smellin' like Tom Ford, baby girl lovin' my hygiene (hygiene) Yeah, I'm drippin' in fashion and I ride with these magazines Choker chain dance, yeah, fast car drivin' Stains on my jeans, it wasn't for that, you would've never caught me I just have a lot of rings on me like a Audi Lifestyle I'm livin', I never pop it He made the wrong turn on Bleveland, then they burnt him up Ridin' 'round with a lot of racks in my jeans, yeah I got Birkins on me (racks) Ho thought I was slow 'cause I'm sippin' codeine Bitch, you burnt as fuck Know that you runnin' 'round here fuckin' the whole gang Yeah, you slurpin' us Got a long way to go, but I'm closer than ever I Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweater I go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot) I'm pullin' up, four hundred and better It's a real blitz storm in this motherfuckin' bezel I put my heart out, I wrote me a letter A nigga so rich, yeah, they callin' me treasure (I wrote me a letter) I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got sticks, I ain't hidin' My bitch, exotic like somethin' from the islands My peace, so sacred, I stay by violence LA, all ducked off, in the hills, the highest My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby