Ces Cru - Letterman lyrics

Ha i got a box heart made of prose
Shot target, aim at those
Rock star favor so it's not
Hard to stay afloat
Me and all my 'A' to 'Z'
We got along so famously
Pretty far from famous though
City scar, but hey it's home
Pretty broad, painted toes
Feelin' so unfadable
Winnin' like we 8 and 0
I'm just tryna let you know
Exchange of flows
Cash checks at the bank and loan
Fresh like change of clothes
Sex, lights made it glow
Set time, day and show, feel my vibe radiate
Ma-Made it for the radio
Sa-sat it by the radiator
Next life maybe, throw a shout out to Eusébio
In this rhyme scheme his name'll go
I'm just sayin' though
Da-Daddy told me, "take it slow, son
Watch ya baby grow"
Truthfully, my baby grew these days
I got a 8 year old
Makin' dough, startin' LLC
Let him take control when I tour
I pray he safe alone and don't break a bone
Streets not paved with gold
Keep watch, wait and hold
These blocks crazy cold
I seen rocks made of soap beat cops Jason
When will fiends stop slangin' dope
He watch, they condone
We got to break the MO
So I took a brake, I ain't tryna take a brick
Get a quote, change the code, I quit
That's the way it is
I wonder to myself (self)
What is more dangerous
To let him run the streets
Or teach him foreign languages, ah

Aside my pen, enslaved by the rent
Landlord gone insane
Tenants sayin', "not again"
Some things never change
Never mind the weather vein
Hope the raven nevermore
Bet it pour when it rain, ah
Throw bread I claim, never bang
Livin' in this neighborhood
It's red as flame
Haters couldn't dead his name
Said it plain, makin' sure they let him reign
Then again, the etches never came
David Letterman

Notice they hatin' on us cause
The way we makin' dough
Must be cause they ain't figured out
A way to make it so take control
Suckers wanna sit around and wait to blow
Inspiration fake and moments have to
Wake and bake a bowl
Shakin' so, sick of social media
I hate the troll all I need is riches
Y'all gon' witness as I break the MO
Crack the code, put them hands together
Get to clappin' foes
Then release the Kraken, back in action
Yeah I'm mackin' hoes that's lingo from '94
Yeah that's how it used to go
Nowadays, I use the glow
Kaboomin' like Bazooka Joe
And you should know money's short
Them duckets need a boost to grow
Undercut us and my brothers prolly
Won't come to the show
From below, so wonderful
From Killer City to the MO
He's a man with many faces
Not the dude you used to know
Movin' through maneuvers so maneuver yo
Ass and get to roamin' like a numeral
Assuming you intuit flow (Stop)

Aside my pen, enslaved by the rent
Landlord gone insane
Tenants sayin', "not again"
Some things never change
Never mind the weather vein
Hope the raven nevermore
Bet it pour when it rain, ah
Throw bread I claim, never bang
Livin' in this neighborhood
It's red as flame
Haters couldn't dead his name
Said it plain, makin' sure they let him reign
Then again, the etches never came
David Letterman