Gazbe Debonair - Mansions Lyrics

Damn...
I mean these niggas can't even imagine the sights I seen
The places I been, places, but I'm gonna keep that hush
But let's talk my facts
I been in mansions
Sleeping, chillin
Been in plethora's
Some with pillar's
Some with gondolas
Mezzanines'
Telling me I'm money
Worth money
I walk thru with bundles of
In and outta pocket, see.
They got it
They should make a movie of
My fashion is sweet appall
Screenshot give me info of
One of few that walk thru
Be here above us all
Left hand writer
I should get paid
For writing my thoughts
Philosopher in hip hop course
Hip Hop costs
From the core to the master course
I can never be bought
I can only be gifted
My hard work uplifted
They say I'm so gifted
I
Pivot styles and shifted
Only thing I get is giffies
No Jr. I walk in Griffies
They hating and it's a pity
They can Never phase me
Pathetic that skinner shit
For those whose against me
Strictly weed no stogie's
I got different smoke
Top quality always for the low
How it was given not sold
Test the strand fore I qualify
Dope
Official strands all I smoke
I sold dog food weed xan's no coke
Molly's like jolly's had perch on the low
Bag up sealed up all type of packets sold
Always had a bag by the time I get home
Wake up to calls 5am for the dope
Missed 10 calls since 2am though
Yes Glenda help push my M's
Bless up she let her cousin in
Both made some money left with
Weed as Compliments
Like a trifecta how
The money came in
I sold to brothers and cousins
Don't give fuck
The bread comin
Top of the morning til
Night money coming
Had money orders
I'm waiting for the nigga
My check coming
I'm fucking my broad
And she cumin
Cheeks I'm bussin'
My phone buzzing
Til it flatline
I'm cussin'
She cussin'
We cuffin'
Hating
Shorty I used to fuck
Bussin' my packs
Keep comin back
With cash
She never did that
Mad at that fact
My Bussie's here
She ain't want me
In that yet
Yet she kind of
Yet she fine
Yet she kind of yeah
She kind of fine
Shit I mean
Yeah she fine
Shit fuck it, yeah
She kinda how I fell back into that
Had to get my money back
Had to change up how I moved jack
Bitch cheating on me for that
I'm too deep in the mud
Oh well
I'm too deep in the mud
To watch that
Me and my money on that
Rubber bands outstretch
Bands rubber outstretched
Magnums and stacks
Gotta stretch
Getting outstretched
Stretched out her walls
We got whacked out
From the call yeah
We got whack sex
But I'm loyal
We got whack sex
But I'm loyal na
Getting the bag can't give a fuck about that
A whole future to me envision
Attached like the grip to my hip
I had in the past
Ain't think I make it to 20 now that's in the past
I'm tripping on money
I'm dazed off these stacks
This was just piece of my past
Not even a big part that's a big fact
Already had over 20 bands then
Not counting this dirty money I was pulling in then
You can't even imagine the racks I done spent
I can't even remember how much I spent
When you making that much
All you do is collect
When you let go it's easy to forget
I can't remember what's spent
I just remember what I collect
Nigga do you remember what
You collect
To real wealth
140 thou
Is 140 dollars
They make what make a year
In half an hour
Reality of wealth
Could make a poor man sour
We all got the same 24hrs
Different obstacles
My journey I unravel
Need 6 sides of income to get a million
I got 5 I'm going onto my 6 one
Million
Long road to travel
I conquered all these battles
Can't imagine others that's doing better
Can't imagine other that's doing lesser
I know mastered myself I'm the professor
Flawed perfecter
Picked up trifectas
Threes story houses
Envision TriBeCa's
Been stopped looking for hits
Tracks written triple entendre's
My tracks are TriBeCa's
Bouncing em' into plethora's
Mansions I been in plethora's
Mansions' in plethora's

Damn...
I mean these niggas can't even imagine the sights I seen
The places I been, places, but I'm gonna keep that hush
But let's talk my facts
I been in mansions
Sleeping, chillin
Been in plethora's
Some with pillar's
Some with gondolas
Mezzanines'
Telling me I'm money
Worth money
I walk thru with bundles of
In and outta pocket, see.
They got it
They should make a movie of
My fashion is sweet appall
Screenshot give me info of
One of few that walk thru
Be here above us all
Left hand writer
I should get paid
For writing my thoughts
Philosopher in hip hop course
Hip Hop costs
From the core to the master course
I can never be bought
I can only be gifted
My hard work uplifted
They say I'm so gifted
I
Pivot styles and shifted
Only thing I get is giffies
No Jr. I walk in Griffies
They hating and it's a pity
They can Never phase me
Pathetic that skinner shit
For those whose against me
Strictly weed no stogie's
I got different smoke
Top quality always for the low
How it was given not sold
Test the strand fore I qualify
Dope
Official strands all I smoke
I sold dog food weed xan's no coke
Molly's like jolly's had perch on the low
Bag up sealed up all type of packets sold
Always had a bag by the time I get home
Wake up to calls 5am for the dope
Missed 10 calls since 2am though
Yes Glenda help push my M's
Bless up she let her cousin in
Both made some money left with
Weed as Compliments
Like a trifecta how
The money came in
I sold to brothers and cousins
Don't give fuck
The bread comin
Top of the morning til
Night money coming
Had money orders
I'm waiting for the nigga
My check coming
I'm fucking my broad
And she cumin
Cheeks I'm bussin'
My phone buzzing
Til it flatline
I'm cussin'
She cussin'
We cuffin'
Hating
Shorty I used to fuck
Bussin' my packs
Keep comin back
With cash
She never did that
Mad at that fact
My Bussie's here
She ain't want me
In that yet
Yet she kind of
Yet she fine
Yet she kind of yeah
She kind of fine
Shit I mean
Yeah she fine
Shit fuck it, yeah
She kinda how I fell back into that
Had to get my money back
Had to change up how I moved jack
Bitch cheating on me for that
I'm too deep in the mud
Oh well
I'm too deep in the mud
To watch that
Me and my money on that
Rubber bands outstretch
Bands rubber outstretched
Magnums and stacks
Gotta stretch
Getting outstretched
Stretched out her walls
We got whacked out
From the call yeah
We got whack sex
But I'm loyal
We got whack sex
But I'm loyal na
Getting the bag can't give a fuck about that
A whole future to me envision
Attached like the grip to my hip
I had in the past
Ain't think I make it to 20 now that's in the past
I'm tripping on money
I'm dazed off these stacks
This was just piece of my past
Not even a big part that's a big fact
Already had over 20 bands then
Not counting this dirty money I was pulling in then
You can't even imagine the racks I done spent
I can't even remember how much I spent
When you making that much
All you do is collect
When you let go it's easy to forget
I can't remember what's spent
I just remember what I collect
Nigga do you remember what
You collect
To real wealth
140 thou
Is 140 dollars
They make what make a year
In half an hour
Reality of wealth
Could make a poor man sour
We all got the same 24hrs
Different obstacles
My journey I unravel
Need 6 sides of income to get a million
I got 5 I'm going onto my 6 one
Million
Long road to travel
I conquered all these battles
Can't imagine others that's doing better
Can't imagine other that's doing lesser
I know mastered myself I'm the professor
Flawed perfecter
Picked up trifectas
Threes story houses
Envision TriBeCa's
Been stopped looking for hits
Tracks written triple entendre's
My tracks are TriBeCa's
Bouncing em' into plethora's
Mansions I been in plethora's
Mansions' in plethora's