Action Bronson, Statik Selektah - Not Enough Words lyrics

Statik Selektah
Playing through the broken ankles, man
Never sit down, cause I'mma stand up

Book a ticket to the tropics cause
I’m through with all the shit
That I'm living every day
In the mirror saying why me?
Hide my eyes cause I'm
Sickened with the image of using marijuana
Sipping vintage for the time being
My skills set is very serious, in fact
Spit a wild rap
Carve a steak right off the cow's back
Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in a suit
Same shit that's on the grill gave
Me leather for the boot
If they make me take the stand then
I'm lying through my teeth though
Ask to swear to God but in
That I don't believe though
My man Stevie Mo playing safety for Toledo
Hustle 'til my fingers staying
Cheesy like a cheeto
Shorty on the bed pleasuring my pee pee
Smart crew TCN, lyrical graffiti
Drug roll precise
Like a hooker with the dice
Butcher with the knife
You get tooken for your life
So much to say it's so little time and shitty
Killer Queens the borough
New York be the city
Coming crazy out your mouth will get
Your split up like a philly
Running through the maze like I'm Willie
You gotta feel me

I'm moving forward cause nothing's
Gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke
I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so
I'm modeling the gat somebody save me
Cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the
Mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of
Money stuffed inside my shorts

My life is like a movie
Blizzard with the shottie
Hookah house on Roosie chilling in the lobby
Yes I'm living gnarly, the 40 ounce of Barley
Open up cigars and fill 'em
With a bunch of Marley
Double cut porterhouse straight from Luger's
Ruger for intruders hand to hand
Made by the duelers
Ginger ale in Knicks glasses
Your style is piss mothafucka
Time to flip the mattress
Kick it swift as Cassius
My mind is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianows
Obvious to see I'm a star
Straight off the couch
You rapping with a blouse
You get slapped up side the mouth
By the Zangief look-a-like
Bronson always cooking right
Spray the vinegar to tighten up a yummy
Smoking got me squinting like the
Sky is high and sunny
Attachment on the nozzle make
The iron fire funny
Never stop until my body diving
In a pile of money

I'm moving forward cause nothing's
Gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke
I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so
I'm modeling the gat somebody save me
Cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the
Mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of
Money stuffed inside my shorts

I'm always smoking like a gunshot
You know the fuzzy light
Green, call it Dunlop, flow nun's twat
Many hours, one man standing, one spot
From the morning to the mothafuckin' sun drop
Cause I'm one with the Earth, eyes red
Mothafucka I've been blunted since birth
Age 9 mom dukes kept the gun in the purse
Next to the hair spray
Fuck tomorrow, money coming in the fast way

I'm moving forward cause nothing's
Gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke
I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so
I'm modeling the gat somebody save me
Cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the
Mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of
Money stuffed inside my shorts