French Montana, Harry Fraud - Rushmore Pack lyrics

As I stand here and my
Mind begins to drift back
You know what time it is
(You know what time it is)
To overhear the lady
When you hear that (When you hear that)
We used to watch all those as mates
"Haan" (Haan)
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
Sometimes she would hold me in her arms
Smokin' on your Rushmore pack
(Smokin' on your Rushmore pack)
She would begin to talk to the law
She would begin to tell the law
Smokin' on your Rushmore pack
(Smokin' on your Rushmore pack)
Montana

Lies don't faze me (Uh)
Only surprised when they keep it real
Sixty mil' strong, that's time to heal
From thе trap, we went bonkers
Talk your shit
(Talk your shit)
Wе ain't the steppers, we the stompers
Talk yo' shit
(Talk yo' shit)
Just rap
I made beats that's Grammy nominated
They locked up Max and took Chinx
Made it complicated
Still settin' money orders when I
Get a call from 'em
When you start from the bottom
Ain't no way to fall off from it
Word to Coletho for this
Game, ain't no askin'
I was blessed with
Never do a deal while you desperate (Don)
Sometimes you gotta let God fix it
'Cause if you do, you goin' to jail
They want you to rot in that cell
Devin Booker with the aim (Aim)
Be careful who you trust
Salt and sugar look the same
(Bah)
Wu Tang with the dust, nah
Six sharin', Staten Island
(Woo) , with my hoodie on, wylin'
Made millions off violence
Drop your shorty on Oak Island

I always say
At the end of the day, it's to be the best
No matter what y'all niggas
Or what them niggas is doin'
Or you say, "Who's your top five?"
All of 'em is gonna have one thing in common
And that's bars (And that's bars)

JAY-Z repped Marc'
(Uh, huh) , and she call me Cross Bronx
For all them niggas that done crossed
Me, you weren't with me
Or you lost me
(Woo)
Fiends jumpin' like a moshpit
Talk yo' shit
(Talk your shit)
Shorty rippin' off my boxers, talk yo' shit
(Talk your shit)
Took Cocaine City to the extreme (Uh, huh)
This ain't even what the blind
Man could see his dreams
(Woo)
It's a movement, not amoment
(Moment)
They feel you just to own it (Own it)
Block hot
Feelin' like the Colosseum with the homies
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
And you heard of me
Coke Wave boys boost the murder rate
Ghostface in the Ghostface
Bumpin' Purple Tape
(Ayy, skrrt)
I won't apologize
(Nah)
For how you see things through your eyes
Never judge a book, quarter-mill' a hook
(Hook)
It ain't the Montana from before
(From before)
I still send your OG to the stove, uh
(The stove)
You can buy the charts but
You can't buy the culture
Me and Fraud back to back, I done told you
(Montana)
Haan

Just like that
And that's all, folks
We back at it, Fraud