Gucci Satin Sheets - Fresh Coast

I’m the one without an X-Box, they sleepin' like a rest stop

I’m on point like Deadshot with a red dot

I had a dream I had gwuap like Oprah

Woke up with lean by the gallon and bought stock in soda

Had an iguana sofa, I was cookin' ox and okra

Had a Louie V chopper holster and a Gucci coffee coaster

I wrote over my wanted poster

I crossed it out and knocked it down and walked to Bosanova

That’s just the material things

Cashin' royalty checks that my material brings

Til the money’s thicker than the threads in the stitchin' on a fitted Mitchell

and Ness

I watch 'em rip to shreds while I just sit and invest

Oh yes

I’m feelin' like the chosen son, every shot a hole in one

I hope you brought some Ozium cause he don’t want no smoke with him

And we stay stuffin' weed in the best cigars

Out here gettin' keyed like your ex’s car

So quit hittin' me for shit if you got no budget

I can’t do it for the love if I don’t love it

My stock’s high I’ma go public, you broke hustlin'

And plus I hold this blade the way I hold my grudges

I hate these new rappers man they all toys

So I be lettin' go on tracks like the Lost Boyz

Still they gon' doubt me til I’m on one

What the fuck they gonna say about me when I’m gone huh?

Women I got plenty, homie’s don’t got many

Shoot me a 20 I’ll flip until I got Benji’s

Who wanna die, I’ll snuff you now if God let me

We got Henny, when that empty call Papoose he got Remy

I got hitters that bring a lot of smoke that blunt heavy

I met death as a youngin and then we steady

She was a lefty

She said she would hit me up again when she collect me

I try not to go to sleep that’s where the rest be

Euthanize the sheep and cut the wool off the dead meat

Dead weight I can’t wait, dead presidents rottin' in the damn safe

It’s not safe when I can move the city 'til the Earth shake