Larry June, The Alchemist and Slum Village - Orange Village
Make sure them seats first class, yeah(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Taking pictures overseas, money hitting my account
Old schoools tucked away, might be time to bring 'em out (damn)
Bentayga in the cut with the touch sceen, ooh, wow (ooh, wow)
Might take a drive to Monterey and try go and cool out (cool out)
I got old money for real and some new guap
I had to separate from a few, they moving too hot (man)
So much money on my schedule, I ain't got time (check)
Out in Detroit eating fruit with a top model (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Coupe no rims, we some gentlemen (uh, damn)
We got many M's, don't belittle him (check, 1)
Hit the steam room and then I talk percentages (man)
Orange juice and a bagel, I got different businesses (keep going)
I did it all, no assist, who went hard like this?
I want the 'Rari, drop six (drop six, nigga)
I paid cash for that (yeah), got the D for that (yeah)
You just thought I had-, come on (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You know I'm smarter than that (man)
I hit the booth and then I slaughter the track (slaughter the track)
You niggas gotta relax, look
I do this shit in my sleep (man)
It's just normal, you can keep the receipts, nigga
What's happenin'?
Livin' (live), workin' (chillin')
Trying for a better day (a better day)
You should (you should), prove to me (prove to me, damn)
You could be my bae (numbers)
Pull up in that thing like, skrrt, skrrt
Don't worry 'bout me, I make it work (damn, work)
You can see it in my eyes
I didn't come to play (I didn't come to play come to play)
Yeah, yeah (damn), oh, oh (man)
Work up in the morning, I was yawning, caught a bottle neckin'
Wrote a record, hopped up in the shower, thank Allah for blessings
Dot connectin', I be manfiestin' had to apply the pressure
Silver Tesla, always with the best, just had to break for breakfast
Slaying through traffic, game of Tetris, little effort
Curbside service on Buren from the higher crevice
Upper echelon, I done rose from the lower 'thon
So I focus on getting sums, I'ma grow the funds, let me move along
Moving right along, I'm a don slinging verses, Pslams
Call me Diddy Combs, I'm a bad boy from the slums
Slid to the stu, had a masseuse, baby blonde
I was in a Deuce, somethin' exclus', Avion
Might hear the licks all in the mix, itchy palms
Money come in quick, laid it to rest, happy yawn
Gotta keep it on me, sunny or stormy, I meant it, arms
Master of the universe, paint a verse then I'm gone
Livin' (live), workin' (chillin')
Trying for a better day (a better day)
You should (you should), prove to me (prove to me, damn)
You could be my bae (numbers)
Pull up in that thing like, skrrt, skrrt
Don't worry 'bout me, I make it work (damn, work)
You can see it in my eyes
I didn't come to play (I didn't come to play come to play)
Yeah, yeah (damn), oh, oh (man)
Slidin' to Detroit shit
Fuck and around and talk with the fucking mink on, know I mean?
It's a nice a day, ayy
When you the good kind, they come back every time, straight up
Man, Slum Village
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I had to get the fuck outta dodge
The spot got hit
The only person I could think of was Jorge
He could make all this disappear
Bruh, I can't believe this shit, fuck
Written by:
Larry Eugene Hendricks, David Alan Maman
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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