Cowboy
Lyrics
Scorching like the summer, I'm turning people to ashes
My designers have never made murders classless
Don't be bringing talk unless you 'bout that action
A billion is a new standard for my passion
Milly rocking, I'm cashing on my vernacular
Cuban Link chain got my apparel so spectacular
I'm in the islands just hiding out in them favelas
Big bro whipping foreigns looking so fabulous
Thick shawty want me be her baby daddy
Say my voice give that flavor like some ear candy
What you got to offer, besides them panties
Need to know you could hold it down if they catch me
Built a dream never got it with a halo
Murder rates are a game from where I have laid low
Lotta killers I got on top of my pay roll
Only thing that I'm concerned with is my pesos
Handle business like dealing that cocaina
My bank account got me smiling like Mona Lisa
Im coming louder than Californian reefers
My lifestyle ain't no different than drug dealers
Ain't got to prove nothing, leaving you speechless
I be mindful and keeping distance from leeches
Grown men with that gossip like they are divas
I learned that life was a balance of bitter sweetness
Trusting people had tied me up in a comatose
Pillies, weed, and that lean had got me an overdose
Got my hand on my waist even to that corner store
Killers waiting and rocking back in them motorsports
Watch your mouth, you could get your jaw broken off
I treat that beef like how Russians season their stroganoff
My greatest talent was keeping my Magnus Opus raw
In order for that I couldn't pay mind to any law
Trapping in them studios we bagging packages
Whenever cops had come, we controlling them damages
I got certificates dealing with all them savages
My negotiating skill was over average
Built a dream never got it with a halo
Murder rates are a game from where I have laid low
Lotta killers I got on top of my pay roll
Only thing that I'm concerned with is my pesos
Handle business like dealing that cocaina
My bank account got me smiling like Mona Lisa
Im coming louder than Californian reefers
My lifestyle ain't no different than drug dealers
Ain't got to prove nothing, leaving you speechless
I be mindful and keeping distance from leeches
Grown men with that gossip like they are divas
I learned that life was a balance of bitter sweetness
Handle business like dealing that cocaina
My bank account got me smiling like Mona Lisa
Im coming louder than Californian reefers
My lifestyle ain't no different than drug dealers
Ain't got to prove nothing, leaving you speechless
I be mindful and keeping distance from leeches
Grown men with that gossip like they are divas
I learned that life was a balance of bitter sweetness
Writer(s): Nathaniel Pollard
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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