Guapo Lennon - Whole Nother Level

[I aint got no love for these niggas
Ontop I ain’t never up under these nights
Zone 1 runnin up digits
Zone 1 runnin up digits
Spilt drip all over my bitch
And I gave status out to all of my niggas
2 floor house filled up wit that Lennon
That Lennon
That Lennon
That Lennon]

[Chorus]
Name another nigga do it better
Bust down a peon and pluck off the feathers
Rolling Stone came in wit heavy metal
I’m so stoned in this bitch feelin special
I’m on a whole nother level
I wake up and take me a dose like Geek, yah
I need that Molly on schedule
I feel like my time comin closer to me, yah
I trap in designer for twenty hours
Then I get bout four hours of sleep, yah
I can spend them racks on whatever I wanted
I get it back in a week, yah
I got my weight up, I do whatever I want it
I got the key to the streets, yah
I can take it off whoever I wanted
I got that bitch on leash, yah

I’m on a whole nother level
Now all my bitches got my name on their titty
I keep pourin all this Act in my liquid
I get so faded till a stain on my denim, damn
Thinkin way back to the pain I remember
you can see the pain in my picture, damn
Heard they throwin shade on a nigga
I get in my zone I start reminiscing [aww yah]

I promised myself I’d stay in my lane
But I done swerved into a singer
Aint answerin nobody call at all
I’m bout to get rid of this ringer
My girl wonder why I aint come home at all
Cause I was out doin a feature
She thinkin I’m creapin
Probably out cheatin
Runnin around fuckin Catrina [yah, yah, yah]
Just paid a thousand for some sneakers to show that I run dis shit
I’ll never wear em again
Cause the mud I came out of some niggas got stuck in it
Labels talkin bout a dinner date
Tryin fish to see if I’m hard to get
Ask the streets you know I’m hard to get
Ask the streets if they gone let you know off the rip
I aint into partnership

I be round real killers
I be round real robbers, yah
Aint nobody got a job
We all got it out the projects, yah
Everybody eatin good
Aint nobody round me starvin, yah
I gotta get it regardless
Gotta take care of my daughter

[Chorus]

Look at my swag
See how I’m drippin
I done stuffed twenty thousand all in my Lennon
Hop in my bag like yeah I’m that nigga
Fuck on the baddest bitch then we tip her
Came out the City where it’s hard livin
You gotta get to the scrilla [scrilla]
If you aint a dealer
Then you out stealin
This here the home of the Steelers
New 2 tone triple s
Nigga watch where you step
[Nigga watch where you step]
They done felt my presence

Soon as I walk in this bitch I flex, and uh
I aint nothing but a trafficker
And they say I’m up next, and uh
Every day gonna be a blessin
When there’s real niggas in your section, and uh
Thousand dollar sweater… on me
Lookin like snakes on my neck, yah, yah
Look at my bitch
I done put snakes all over her dress, yah, yah
Throwin all this money up everywhere
Til I get her ass wet and uh
We was off Percocets
I introduced her to Perky Sex

[Chorus]

[Woke up with a bank roll]
[Woke up with a bank roll]
[Woke up with a bank roll]
[Woke up with a bank roll]
[All day, all morning, all night, yah, yah]
[All day, all morning, all night, yah, yah]

Written by:
James Lee Livingston

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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