507 Kuna - Bravo Lyrics

Visions of multi millions
Please don't tell me nothing about dreaming
I seen the fake love and attention
But I see the genuine meaning
Gas got me f*cking leaning
Patrolling me what is the reason
Never did nothing to get this wicked love
Never seen something this dope
Since Tesla notes
Peep the competition
Then disassemble folks
Pencil I toke
Stack my cheddar like totem poles
This is no incident
System like Ritalin
I am no kidding shit
Im on my 4th quarter Tebow winning shit
Jay-Z Beanie sigel shit
Yeah Yeah
No nigga I will never fold
If that pressure come and hit me yeah
I seen the grim reaper try to take my life twice
So im moving swiftly yeah
Come and try to bitch me
Throw em like Duran
Off this gas I be swerving
These hoes we be curving
Weekends we purging
Hit the mall f*cking splurging
Ballout i aint have a choice
Im on callouts now I have a voice
Toting
Im smoking
They cloning
Im rolling these woods
Running
Im drumming
Turn nothing to something
Im hunting these goods
Younging
Im bucking
And f*ck your opinion on me
Lover
Im tougher
Hit licks with them glovers
Please don't pin nothing on me
Something for free
Something for free
Everyone wants something from me
If you knew a bit about my history
You'll understand why I smoke all of this weed
You'll understand why these f*cks wanna be me
They be hating
When they see pictures of me
Vvs on me ear yeah
Diamonds on my pinky ring
Bling bling bling
F*cker bling bling
You don't know a motherf*cking thing thing
Im something like you've never seen seen
If you see me im looking clean clean
Money team couldn't be another way
Ill never switch
Ill be the same person everyday
I seen my brothers fold over baes
And them gangsters fold over Ks
Ballout i aint have a choice
Im on callouts now I have a voice
Toting
Im smoking
They cloning
Im rolling these woods
Running
Im drumming
Turn nothing to something
Im hunting these goods
Younging
Im bucking
And f*ck your opinion on me
Lover
Im tougher
Hit licks with them glovers
Please don't pin nothing on me
Poverty don't buy anything
But sympathy
These bitches wanna envy me
Young king
You can't f*ck with me
Boss dreams
Of living luxury
Id rather be myself and hated
Then someone im not and loved
In my world of pain
Im the diamond in the rough
War grunt
Nigga war grunt
4th down and I won't punt
Im killing and risking it
Amiri im dripping in
Pots that im digging in
Past that im ditching it
Reality
Im delivering
Yeah
Got the drip baby oou
Don't mean to offend you
But im the man little girl
So tell me why would I chase you
Ballout i aint have a choice
Im on callouts now I have a voice
Toting
Im smoking
They cloning
Im rolling these woods
Running
Im drumming
Turn nothing to something
Im hunting these goods
Younging
Im bucking
And f*ck your opinion on me
Lover
Im tougher
Hit licks with them glovers
Please don't pin nothing on me