Ceej Corleone - RENOWNED

I'm going too fast
200 hundred on the dash
Her head in my lap
Tryna bless me wit the h... (Matta)
This time I won't crash
Bentley not a jag
Pinstripes on my pants
Got a golf stick for your ass (Grr boom)
I'm cashing out
Look then and now
Listen (Shh)
No sound
Fuck next
Right now
Need it
Cash cow
Finesse
Like how
Top dog
'Round town
I'm well Renowned
No time to complain
Ima get me a bag in the cold in the rain
You could pour up a pint to help cope with your pain
But I'd buy me some clothes the Gucci Helmut Lang
She slurping she treating Luh Ceej like lo mein
Admit me my nigga I'm ill and insane
Bizzaro I'm evil and she's Lois lane
Ima beat down her box she remembers the name
I'm doing me what can I say
It's still bring me cash fuck the fame
Blow up in her cat like propane
Now she walking like she from Notre Dame
I'm flooded yea evacuate
Please don't try me ima fuck up your day
I'm slick getting used to the hate
Bitches flocking like a moth to a flame
I'm going too fast
200 hundred on the dash
Her head in my lap
Tryna bless me wit the h... (Matta)
This time I won't crash
Bentley not a jag
Pinstripes on my pants
Got a golf stick for your ass (Grr boom)
I'm cashing out
Look then and now
Listen (Shh)
No sound
Fuck next
Right now
Need it
Cash cow
Finesse
Like how
Top dog
'Round town
I'm well Renowned
I'm cashing out
Look then and now
Listen (Shh)
No sound
Fuck next
Right now
Need it
Cash cow
Finesse
Like how
Top dog
'Round town
I'm well Renowned

Written by:
Charles Jones

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