Tan Seats

I came in knocking heads off
And giving all my glory to god
Like Khabib Nurmagomedov
For allah for jehova for whoever you trust
In religion we must
I seen death up front
You gon need more then a zoom call to get close
That’s probably why I always turn to heaven the most
When there’s greed in his eyes
They be looking up to Benjamin most
Where I’m from you trust to Many
You’ll be dead or left ghost
Patrick Swayze of the voice note crazy
I got Whoopi in the hooptie
With the sound system banging
Lord
This the only way to ever introduce m
On the drivers side
Smoking a joint playing juicy in th car
Backseat window down
Got my bulldog Lucy in the car
See all I ever did was show love to my dogs
Hoping they would stay loyal by my side
Stand guard for the kid
I’m the type to throw keys to the crib
Here have em
If I can reach the stars to shine
For you to travel
I’ll do it
Over and over again
Applying pressure
Cause the world didn’t want us to win
Uh, The reject forbidden
The black sheep out the litter
All the game that I’m kicking
Was written before
From humble beginnings
To everything that’s next in store
When I’m gone they’ll be more in the vault
I swear
Ain’t no plan b’s
I got plans for the rejects and the family
Buy my baby that new coupe
With the tan seats
Smoking blunts out the roof
Of the tangy
Ooh we fancy
Ain’t no plan b’s
I got plans for the rejects and the family
Buy my baby that new coupe
With the tan seats
Smoking blunts out the roof
Of the tangy
Ooh we fancy
In Miami
I met plenty bottle girls
That be scamming
Felt like pun
I was suppose to win a Grammy
Listen close you could probably
Hear your heartbeat
She said baby can you make it look artsy
Let the song speak
If we’re going to the club no paparazzi
But your on me
To be honest
I’m like concrete and your solid
We ain’t doing no hand outs
100 racks on the house
Just To buy my mom crib
Ima get it with some land now
50 racks to the fam
But you gotta make it stretch
We gon see it all plans out
I wanna just wanna see you win
Turn the loses to some wins
Hope your finding all your answers
Hoping god gives you chances
Ain’t no plan b’s
I got plans for the rejects and the family
Buy my baby that new coupe
With the tan seats
Smoking blunts out the roof
Of the tangy
Ooh we fancy