Real Estates-Curren$y/Don Kennedy

this is revenge like when them Russians caught us all on with the red light no bullets just pens no machine guns just machined up rims yea I let me fitted sit high cause I am really on my grind fool and as the game rotate and my name grows bigger how many b**ches want not many b**ches want I know you think your b**ches don't but I know what she did last summer scream for me when I touched her Chevy man know lately have my eyes on the cutlass fittin' say f**k it call Moose and tell him cop it give it to my brother sticky trees I sit under trying to stay cool big city lights hotter then a motherf**ka' (tools them) So Cal Wedesdays Calcutta socks up stocks rising keep catching Spitta' grinding higher then my fitted riding and if I showed you where I lived you would think that I was hiding can't call it a neighborhood I aint' living by nobody applying for statehood make my footprint in geography spreading my monopoly and plus nobody I know got killed in New Orleans today I got cash put away and some more on the way yea oceans in the back Porsches in the front this the life we want ni**a you only live it once uh I let my fitted sit high cause I am really on my grind yea I let my fitted sit high cause I am really on my grind yea (Dom Kennedy) uh class sh*t you niggas still cuffin' if I wanted her back ni**a I'll be still f**kin' and I see niggas try and rap like us watch the video then try and act like us we make this sh*t look easy do a show out in Brooklyn when I just left the Easy with my ni**a Spit Spitta girls try and get us tell her I'll be coming back you best be doing all them sit-ups don't take me to the airport crying girl get up she don't want me to leave when im with her I tell her im the ni**a that she need not a needy a** ni**a the game don't get any realer I just want the red outside black stripes like thriller im in Miami bumpin' Trilla I got d**e on the low but im not a d**e dealer the fans blocking like the Steelers I let my fitted sit high Cause I am really on my grind Kat Williams flow b**ch this pimpin' all the time you singing a** rap niggas simpin' all the time f**king up the game niggas f**king up my name you don't want no money just fame they ask me how im doing sh*t I really can't complain sippin' champagne and try and get everything I want yelling oceans in the back Porsches in the front Uh, uh I'm yelling oceans in the back Porsches in the front Yea, yea oceans in the back Porsches in the front let that ride out oceans in the back Porsches in the front oceans in the back Porsches in theuh