Sinatra Royale - The Prelude

So Sinatra did it proper to prosper
Persona grata Sosa la cosa nostra with product
Meetings with mafia seated eating with mobsters
Lobster, penne pasta, wash it with Russian vodka
Piazza, San Plaza,
Amassing commas no longer calling crackers "masta"
Smoking Zaza you think you in mi clasa
Que te pasa you got no wins in mi casa
Zaga, BA baracus with the blocka
Cloth cut proper, My ilk silk shocker
Streets watch ya like binoculars at the opera
These Coleon Cantatas singing Scarface Sonatas
Next saga, Las Vegas Nevada
Swimming through the streets like the fleet is an armada
Lick a shot playing who shot ya by big poppa
Kill your roster then slid to Cabo to align my shakras
All foreign if I got it it's imported
No ceilings soaring Tell the chauffeur to floor it
Gorgeous, mad cause you can't afford this
Switch to the Tesla during the gasoline shortage
Dogecoin storing Gullwing doorin
Bullish with the stocks, drop 23 on Jordan
Cliquot pouring touring Nike in Oregon
Bought the dip, it flipped, now stocks all soaring
Hit Cam first if your credit need work
Currency renaissance this a hustlers Rebirth
Got it for cheaper Stacks in the freezer
Just think this all came from me and Fame making Tshirts
Million Dollar Mannequin the panicking to keep up
We meager but still wear luxury for leisure
SNKRTalk speaker red LV Don sneaker
Shake the game in a seizure like we was trafficking ether

Written by:
Troy Durio

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