Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah From the outside looking in they think the kid made it I ain't ever witnessed so much damn hatred Gotta get a grill for these dead faces Thinking 'bout that money got my mind racing Time is running out, I'm running out of patience Come down to that paper, you gon' grind ain't you? They play with one of your partners, you gon' ride ain't you? We gon' take it over, this is our nation I'ma ride that Rover, I need high maintenance Specialty executive, it's so spacious I'm so used to this, I don't do nothing basic Chanel on your feet, I know you love pacin' Whatever you do don't give it up baby Whatever you do don't give it up baby Go clean up, I got hundreds in the tub baby Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah I don't see no one but us, I don't seem to worry much I been high inside the clouds I can feel 'em and touch They've been praying on my down, they don't wanna see me up I done took so many fouls, now they seem keep me tough I ain't coming with no bluff, niggas know I ain't letting up I been in and out of town, doing shows and stacking bucks Moving slow and sippin' Tuss, Hi-Tech and actin' up We gon' pour a pint, my niggas all litty Toastin' up 'cause we 'bout to make more millis Hundreds in the bank, I need them blue benjis Put you in the latest Jimmy Choo baby They say this money gonna drive us all crazy Paper done put pressure on my old lady Broke your heart and had to buy a new Mercedes Working hard, geekin', can't stop getting faded Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah

Il cielo questa notte è un Van Gogh Lui sembra un avocado toast Una sparatoria di rose nel letto Tardi per uscire, per dormire presto Trasloco l'anima in un dropbox Io voglio colmare il vuoto che ho Con i piedi nudi sopra la brace Facciamo la guerra per fare la pace Cosa vuole dire amo? Forse non ci capiamo Apparecchiati su questo divano Con il coltello e le bacchette in mano Nanananana Fai il bravo, fai il bravo Siamo Ying e Yang Ma all'incontrario Siamo sottosopra Siamo odio et amo Nananana, fai il bravo Il cielo questa notte è un Van Gogh Lui sembra un Avocado Toast Una sparatoria di rose nel letto Tardi per uscire, per dormire presto Trasloco l'anima in un dropbox Io voglio colmare il vuoto che ho Con i piedi nudi sopra la brace Facciamo la guerra per fare la pace Cosa vuol dire amo? Forse non ci capiamo Su questo tappeto che è fatto di prato Non serve un guinzaglio, ma è nella mia mano Facile confondere, difficile non rispondere In bella vista nascondere Un cuore pieno di polvere Quello che posso farti non lo sai E quando lo hai capito Bye bye La casa è diventata un Miró Io sembro un avocado toast Una sparatoria ha premuto il grilletto Ci andiamo domani a dormire presto Trasloco l'anima in un dropbox Io voglio colmare il vuoto che ho Con i piedi nudi sopra la brace Facciamo la guerra per fare la pace

Uh Sometimes I get in my feelings For real Lemme talk Storytime Yeah I swear it was love at first sight, yeah Well, maybe it wasn't like that You walked in with a nice hat Son walked in so hype, yeah You know I had to try to play it cool, yeah Hit you with my name, and how are you, yeah Your face seemed familiar, dejavú, yeah That's probably why I felt so comfortable, yeah I opened up my heart and so did you, yeah You were crying like a baby needing food, yeah We were in the lobby with the crew, yeah Time to go, didn't wanna leave the room, yeah Wait, nah That day I found my missing link And the rest is history A present that God gifted me Knew I needed a different breed I feel like Mr. Incredible Uh, yeah I feel like Mr. Incredible Uh, yeah I feel like Mr. Incredible Uh, yeah I feel like Mr. Incredible Everything I wanted you have There is nothing you lack I love to make you laugh Especially when you mad I swear you make me clingy My favorite person to be With everyday life's too sweet Can't get enough of you Couldn't believe you existed You know you had me persistent Turned me into a gentlemen Couldn't go a day without listening To you, true Checked everything off on my wishlist The times we had It's been lit More fun than first grade field trips, yeah You don't even mind when I embarrass you I promise I'll forever cherish you On my sick days, baby you're my theraflu On my broke days you don't mind sharing food Been through so much it's still just us Went from best friends to now lovers Crazy how I just found the one And to this day can't get enough I feel like Mr. Incredible I feel like Mr. Incredible I feel like Mr. Incredible I feel like Mr. Incredible Everything I wanted you have There is nothing you lack I love to make you laugh Especially when you mad I swear you make me clingy My favorite person to be With everyday life's too sweet Can't get enough of you

We workin all day Won't stop until we all paid My Bros shout ebombay Got beef we like it sautéed Got beef we like it sautéed My bros with me like Parlay We take the car to valet We dance on y'all like ballet Wake up, work Stand up, work Get out, work Get some, work Hustle, work Get rich, work Get rich, work Get rich, work Uh Work work work Never gon stop Till we out the dirt When I'm on a beat I'm a surgeon Turk Gonna sling heat Get my wife a Birk Gonna stay G Unless you push me, Kirk Gonna slay the king I'm Nowitzki Dirk God press everyone against me, Church You can't catch me It's a ten speed Tern No sleep Like Kobe Tryna be seen Like Broly Y'all cheat Got floaties I'll put on your whole team On poster Be the reason Your season is over You a lion Please, I'm a poacher Take your heart out See he's a donor Throw it on the floor Leave it for vultures Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah We workin all day Won't stop until we all paid My Bros shout ebombay Got beef we like it sautéed Got beef we like it sautéed My bros with me like Parlay We take the car to valet We dance on y'all like ballet Wake up, work Stand up, work Get out, work Get some, work Hustle, work Get rich, work Get rich, work Get rich, work I ain't signed yet so I'm Uber driving Turn on your tv See Luke is writin' Writin' to beats As if Mook prescribed it I'm pushing my self In Lieu of hiding In search of a new horizon Where no one I know has been Few can find it I'm talkin' where skies Are the bluest cyan I want something real I refuse to diet We might go platinum But we shoot for diamond Gotta long way up We used to climbing Got competition But my futures brightest Retire at 77 I'm Luka Doncic I'm tryna be great I'm refusing modest I'm tryna be Dre And produce the Chronic Just like his wife Tryna boost my wallet I'm tryna be James While you Boosie Collins Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah We workin all day Won't stop until we all paid My Bros shout ebombay Got beef we like it sautéed Got beef we like it sautéed My bros with me like Parlay We take the car to valet We dance on y'all like ballet Wake up, work Stand up, work Get out, work Get some, work Hustle, work Get rich, work Get rich, work Get rich, work

My name's not important, but they call me Tornado I was raised on a beaten-down ranch outside of Laredo Many tried to break me, but I would never be broke Left 'em nursin' their pride with their heads hangin' low I got sideways with some cowboy, a short ride in Casper He was strong, he was stout, there ain't doubt, but I was faster Yeah, I've been under the lights on a few Saturday nights And to tell you the truth, that's when I shine I've been on the road for so long I've thrown every cowboy that tried to hold on All the money and the buckles turn my glory days gold Now I'm growin' old They call me Tornado Five-time Horse of the Year, I had a good run The years and the fame flew by like yesterday's sun But every man used to fear me when he drew my name Those days are long gone, they faded away I've been on the road for so long I've thrown every cowboy that tried to hold on All the money and the buckles turn my glory days gold But now I'm growin' old They call me Tornado They call me Tornado My name's not important, but they call me Tornado