NLM Geno - Finer Things in Life

I’m so full lust for the finer things in life. The Cubans and the ice. I get caught up in the hype. I get strung out on the hustle I caint even sleep at night. It’s like I’m off a pill I caint feel nothing for real. I told that bitch to chill if I kiss u please don’t tell. I’m not just anybody don’t handle attention well. But I promise to try cuz that always beats a fail. She say u still caint reach heaven if u raisin all this hell. I thought to myself oh well.

That’s just the story I’m gone tell when they read my fare wells. I broke the bank at chase ah shit it probably was wells. Accustomed to the grind and weighin grams on the scale. Stuntin in my Cuzzin cutlass that’s bitch had 4 12s. Probably took yo bitch to skool know she use her brain well. Before they made blue hunnids them counterfeits was on sale. U can hit up target break me 30 if u break the bill. Money motivate me cuz even when it’s dirty I be clean as fuck. Dirty sprite and crush bouta lean my cup. Po me up. I get a rush from fast cash that’s why I had to slow up. Police catch me speed ballin fuck around and glow up. But them chains ain’t from Jacob. And then bitches ain’t finna kiss no windows wit they makeup. All them years on the wake up. Risky business but shit it’s splendid when u get to spending. Toss them rags get them riches still have nightmares of the trenches.

I’m so full lust for the finer things in life. The Cubans and the ice. I get caught up in the hype. I get strung out on the hustle I caint even sleep at night. It’s like I’m off a pill I caint feel nothing for real. I told that bitch to chill if I kiss u please don’t tell. I’m not just anybody don’t handle attention well. But I promise to try cuz that always beats a fail. She say u still caint reach heaven if u raisin all this hell. I thought to myself oh well.

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