Lyrics

Quincy tell 'em I got rid of the key's I got me some cash, tell Quincy to play the piano Go to the studio, tour a four Pull up at the show in a Viano So many figures, it's hurting my fingers The Italian fashion, I'm Figaro Shit, it's only real and my vision, I'm real just like dem alone I had to re-up again, it's not for me, it's for my friends Stacks in the bank, I don't need fame Everyone here, they just pretend I'm for this throne, I don't contend I'm for my money, who's making friends? I got a call, I sold a ten I got a call, I sold my benz Go to my house, I don't pay rent I got this music, I'm going in I got these hoes making me sin Don't sugar coat, I say how it is I say how it is Yeah, yeah, yeah, I say how it is I made a deposit, but yeah I need some more I usually go by myself to settle the scores I usually don't have the time, the time for a whore I came to the game and, yeah, I open some doors Now I'm thinking about marble on floors Ceiling over my head, but I'm on the clouds Plant a seed in my wife, yeah, so I get a child We gotta survive, this shit don't suffice I got it right, they're going left, they're in decline Dolce & Gabbana, I'm up in Havana, the weather's so nice Living a life, it is so calm, I'm in the sky's Ayy, who is this guy? Yeah The money is piling, the women exotic The cube got some bricks, the bricks they be foreign The coupé is foreign and Huncho is foreign, yeah, yeah Only bosses, you cannot sit here Only some real bruddas in the building, yeah Quarter pound needs trimming, yeah Came up drug dealing Came up drug dealing Came up with no feelings Try hard to go visit, always tryna dodge prison Got stories and they're chilling Stories and they're chilling But I'll speak when I make me a million, yeah I made a deposit, but yeah I need some more I usually go by myself to settle the scores I usually don't have the time, the time for a whore I came to the game and, yeah, I open some doors Now I'm thinking about marble on floors Ceiling over my head, but I'm on the clouds Plant a seed in my wife, yeah, so I get a child We gotta survive, this shit don't suffice I made a deposit, but yeah I need some more I usually go by myself to settle the scores I usually don't have the time, the time for a whore I came to the game and, yeah, I open some doors
Writer(s): M Huncho, Quincy Quincy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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