My Side

You know i keep some Veuve in the booth ****

It's The Big Horse

Money Ink Harlem World let's go

Lo

Lemme tell you how we do it on my side

If it's 'bout money or respect

Then them shots fly

If you mention my name

It better be top 5

Kicks so drippy

Hard keeping my socks dry

**** my squad up

On a corner wit a stack of bundles

If you need food the dog

See my son by stop sign

Told 'em stagger the wheels

I need the whip lopside

Fuck a bad bitch

And then increase her bra size

Here's go money for ya tittes bitch

And my name Lo

Don't call me Kenny bitch

Harlem **** packed up

Yea I'm really rich

So please don't waste my time

Wit no silly shit

Ugh

I've been inducted in the money ****

Hall of fame

How think I pull up foreigns

Hop out all these chains

3 star Michelin

Spaghetti bolognese

I'm from the trenches

Sometimes dinner was a boiled egg

And if we talkin gettin money now

That's on the reg

M Series wit the calipers

That's painted red

All I know is he was rattin

Now that **** dead

I be screaming FCI's

Like I'm in the FEDS

What you know about living ya rhymes

Smelling like Bond 9

At the dealer lookin for Porsche designs

Or what you know about rolling the dice

Bringing the pole to the heist

Don't nobody move 'til the dough is precise

Tag poppin

Taking bad bitches bag shopping

Soft top when i remove the rag hop in

Huh

Diamonds dancing in the pendant

Got me feeling splendid

Dior denim sippin Rich on Lenox

And the way a **** ball off the base

I could've won the pennant

4 figures and that's just for dinner

And this just the beginning

Some time later come back and revisit

And see the difference

Between who talk and who really live it

Between who talk and who really live it

Between who talk and who really live it

Lo