Platinum Impala

(Verse 1)
You probably catch me in that 550
Every body eyes on me
bitches running up to me
Like Long time no see
I’m that nigga in my city they survive off me
How could I sleep when my little One rely on me
And the Beamer got the big wheels
I’m sortve like a big deal
Sometimes I gotta pinch myself this shit don’t even feel real
South by south west they wouldn’t put us on no real bill
Back against the wall it was either kill or be killed
I was scheming on the low
Self was esteem was on the low
Swiping for designer but my
Pieces wasn’t hitting tho
Labels wasn’t showing me no love
But I was spitting tho
All I ever wanted was a Rollie now it’s 10
Of those
Let me get my say please
Honda had no AC
Now every single
Whip
I cop ends up on say cheese
Every nigga round me used to trap it’s hard to stay clean
I got everything i rapped about when I wake 18
I’m better under pressure
So my daughter was vital
started trapping
Now I’m richer than most of my idols
Used to use my momma credit now my car got a title
Catch me hopping out the rolls at my
Daughters recital

[MoMo & Bizzy]
(Chorus)
Baby, aint no love out there you’ll see
Love aint what im out here for, its the dubs that I be out here for
You know
Baby, promise you’ll come back to me
You know that nothing out here’s promised
But If I fall off im right back on it