ThatUnf***withableRapperKidd - Ace Walking Out The Cleaners (feat. J1thegod)

All we wanted was the finer things
Gold chain, gold Rollie, diamond rings
Feel like Mitch sitting on the Beemer
If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners
(Ay)
Walking out the cleaners
Ace walking out the cleaners
Walking out the cleaners
If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners
Ten years, I'm thinking like ten days
By any means, I could get it in ten ways
I just wanted to rock nation's like Jay signed me
Me and the money don't separate like we've been Siamese
Five deep, but really I'm by my lonely
These niggas' bitter, that feeling to me is so sweet
King in my city like a Vincent design
Got me feeling like a future young Sam in his prime
We was taught that in order to survive you've got to makes a lot
Five times a day, that's how you make Salat
You miss every time you never take the shot
(Boom)
My new shit's about to shake the block
Young nigga chasing a dream, I feel like Meek and them
Life lesson, rather need money more than I need a friend
(Yeah)
Got to make it before I see an end
Because if not, you'll see my face all over CNN
(Blow)
All we wanted was the finer things
Gold chain, gold Rollie, diamond rings
Feel like Mitch sitting on the Beemer
If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners
(Ay)
Walking out the cleaners
Ace walking out the cleaners
Walking out the cleaners
If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners
Get your swag back, daddy, where's your focus at?
I've got to admit a little bit I was over rap
But I'm Loaded Lux back and full off that Jack Mack
Had to run that smack back when a nigga get back smacked
I administered track runners, lowkey this a Trap number
I'm still spending money from last Summer, dummy
(Woo)
My OG told me my only job is keep them packs coming
Or move like a cat through the night, keep them rats from me
T.U.R.K, I've got a nigga named Ace, right?
What's crazy was, he was chilling at his own place
In PTA East, niggas must've got through the gate
Being awake, came face to face with him smoking a skyf, wait
(Wait)
Ace fought, he got shot in the face, so
I'm watching Paid in Full and wish I couldn't relate
(Shit like that)
He told me, "tell me what do if this was you?"
But treat this like your last supper, cup from the skull juice
(You don't hear me though)
All we wanted was the finer things
Gold chain, gold Rollie, diamond rings
Feel like Mitch sitting on the Beemer
If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners
(Ay)
Walking out the cleaners
Ace walking out the cleaners
Walking out the cleaners
If rap don't work out, I'm Ace walking out the cleaners
(Ay)

Written by:
Bataung Moeketsi, Jabulane Lephoma

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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