Frank Knight, Chuck LaWayne and iamchelseaiam - Burgundy Fur
[Verse 1: Frank Knight]
I done had shorties on trips before my rap flips
And bag the was still thick like what God had her stacked with
My love too valuable to price never my last on a chick
Even if it’s so good, I can’t last in her kit
When I was macking not loving hearts I would hurt pimping
I gave enough rhythm just until the sperm spitting
Look I made them feel high like they sherm hitting
I don’t game like y’all even my slur different
But now I came to sense and my game done changed
Still my vibe is a buck a new play I arranged
Like biggavelli in the celly none can chain the wave
From the belly where it’s hell’y we done dodged the grave
See they tried to hold me back, but they ain’t know the facts
We do the numbers get the paper like receive the fax
But we don’t lust the stacks we just here to use the racks
Just stunting hard for mines who lived through worse abuse of blacks
Y’all know who the true phantom of these operas
Behind the scenes fine tuning a lot for us
You know it’s me as if it wasn't obvious
I done put on everyone from the top to lobbyist
DJ's comedians photographers videographers
I gave y’all situations to write about like Stenographers
We can hold court on who was cold like me
But I been super cool since the snowman was so icy
[Hook: Frank Knight & iamchelseaiam]
Burgundy fur Burgundy fur
I’m such a cold Gucci man
I give them chills like Bur (4x)
[Verse 2: iamchelseaiam]
To you it looked impossible
To most it was an obstacle
Sleeping on me like an ambient
C on my chest like a champion
Denzel walking in topic of your great debate
Drip come harder than a Carl Thomas summer rain
Spanish papis talk about like back in the day
They had the chance to wife me up but threw it away
Rise of the Skywalker force awakens in me
I’m not from the Bronx but the jealous ones envy
Ears stay itching cause I keep the block lit
If you ain’t with me then you got to be against me
Same team same team like it’s street ball
Before the wins before the car I had it all
Before the bag I had the mind to make a catalog
I was really rich, really rich all along
[Hook: Frank Knight & iamchelseaiam]
Burgundy fur Burgundy fur
I’m such a cold Gucci man
I give them chills like Bur (4x)
Written by:
AMIN SHABAZZ, CHELSEA JOHNSON, FRANKLIN KNIGHT
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