The Alchemist, Elcamino, Boldy James - Don Flamingo lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Alchemist, Elcamino, Boldy James - Don Flamingo lyrics]
It's really life (it's real life)
It's real life yo
I woke up and grabbed my
Gun right off the coffee table
Constantly gazin' and daydreamin' about
A bankroll (word up)
I tried to ghost ride the Range Rov' (skrrt)
I had a quarter-pound in the backseat
And probation right on my ankle
I go to church to pay my tithes
Yo I'm forever thankful
(I'm forever thankful)
I'm still pourin' out Hennessy just
For my fallen angels (RIP my niggas)
I still keep the hammer on me
You gotta be cautious
(you gotta be cautious)
Catch an early morning flight
Shit makin' me nauseous
(shit makin' me nauseous)
I guess it was sacrifice that
Made us the bosses
Flight after flight, bitch after bitch
Made me exhausted you wanna win
Just ball harder in the fourth quarter
You bein' pussy just lead to extortion
See how you crossed the line
And I made her snort it?
I feel like Mondays is made for Porsches
(skrrrrt) i don't speak to many niggas
Because they lack importance (hahahahaha)
You talkin' money? Step into my office
(get to my office)
A few execs hit my line and made a few offers
(they ain't talkin' about nothin' though)
But I ain't hear a million yet
Ain't no need for talkin'
I'm already a quarter in on some independent
(on some independent)
I talk about the shit I sold
Because I really lived it (real shit)
Middle finger to the magistrate (fuck 'em)
I fell asleep, Sig Sauer on my abdomen
10 hour drive then
Back and forth to Patterson pack was short
Touched down from the port to the Radisson
(skrrt)
Fully activated, we be aggravated traffic
(it's on) tapped in with Somalians
Parlayin' with Africans
Bag-snatchin' with the robbers
We be gafflin' trappin' with the mafia
Mobbin' with advocates (what else?)
Come to that revenue muscle
Forgot we was professional
Grew up in the ghetto where
Them llamas was accessible
Never received a medal
But my honor was congressional (100)
Live from the confessional
Let auntie test the blow
Gave her fifty credit
She cleared her debt then bought me 7 more
Sippin' a Pellegrino with Al and El Camino
(fam) workin' the pot
Bet I can make it jump from the free-throw
'Member that one time I robbed Domingo?
Just another has-been with a glass chin
These niggas Don Flamingo what else?
It's real life yo
I woke up and grabbed my
Gun right off the coffee table
Constantly gazin' and daydreamin' about
A bankroll (word up)
I tried to ghost ride the Range Rov' (skrrt)
I had a quarter-pound in the backseat
And probation right on my ankle
I go to church to pay my tithes
Yo I'm forever thankful
(I'm forever thankful)
I'm still pourin' out Hennessy just
For my fallen angels (RIP my niggas)
I still keep the hammer on me
You gotta be cautious
(you gotta be cautious)
Catch an early morning flight
Shit makin' me nauseous
(shit makin' me nauseous)
I guess it was sacrifice that
Made us the bosses
Flight after flight, bitch after bitch
Made me exhausted you wanna win
Just ball harder in the fourth quarter
You bein' pussy just lead to extortion
See how you crossed the line
And I made her snort it?
I feel like Mondays is made for Porsches
(skrrrrt) i don't speak to many niggas
Because they lack importance (hahahahaha)
You talkin' money? Step into my office
(get to my office)
A few execs hit my line and made a few offers
(they ain't talkin' about nothin' though)
But I ain't hear a million yet
Ain't no need for talkin'
I'm already a quarter in on some independent
(on some independent)
I talk about the shit I sold
Because I really lived it (real shit)
Middle finger to the magistrate (fuck 'em)
I fell asleep, Sig Sauer on my abdomen
10 hour drive then
Back and forth to Patterson pack was short
Touched down from the port to the Radisson
(skrrt)
Fully activated, we be aggravated traffic
(it's on) tapped in with Somalians
Parlayin' with Africans
Bag-snatchin' with the robbers
We be gafflin' trappin' with the mafia
Mobbin' with advocates (what else?)
Come to that revenue muscle
Forgot we was professional
Grew up in the ghetto where
Them llamas was accessible
Never received a medal
But my honor was congressional (100)
Live from the confessional
Let auntie test the blow
Gave her fifty credit
She cleared her debt then bought me 7 more
Sippin' a Pellegrino with Al and El Camino
(fam) workin' the pot
Bet I can make it jump from the free-throw
'Member that one time I robbed Domingo?
Just another has-been with a glass chin
These niggas Don Flamingo what else?