Finesse

I can admit, I’m not the same anymore
Pop an addy to get lit, I can’t commit
She said she love me
Kicked her out right to the door
I’ma dick
(?), I’m so sick of it
I’m so different
From all of the niggas that constantly talk about women and fame
What a disgrace
Ain’t no game though, I’m trying to get paid
Money money, I’ma probably go insane
Though it’s funny funny you ain’t even know my name vro
Now you sing along when my songs start to play though
Yeah beast mode I’m skipping straight to super saiyan
You and me are not the same
The opposite of Wayans
Pull up to the function, I ain’t never gonna pay
If you stepping out of bounds, my niggas get to spraying
You better duck and tumble
This is the royal rumble
Niggas ruthless, breaking bones with some shovels
Chuckle when the competition buckle
Get the bag and never fumble
I’m not KDot, I’m not humbe
I’m the man, I’m tired of mumbles
Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse (finesse)
Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse
$ 600 jeans and I still feel under dressed
Never superhero save a hoe no S up on my chest yup
Exodus, exodus
Snap on every feature
Step up to me and I’ll put you on an ether
Killing these niggas guess they calling me grim reaper
You can’t see me like I’m John fucking Cena
This flow is too icy, my ice is too pricey
Your chick is too fiesty, not no wifey
Naija boy you know I like it spicy
These hoes wanna lick me like I’m icecream
My whole life to you is just a daydream
Nostalgia in the cut, that’s a Roo ting
Everyday I’m focused on the rooty
Hollup hollup hollup
Dark ass nigga, no sunscreen
Nigga you ain’t know me, you a phony
Ashy ass knees you need some lotion (aveeno)
I might take your chick like I’m Kony
Work hard for everything, I ain’t coastin'
Always at the top like I’m floatin'
Dipping from the cops, that’s the motion
I ain’t getting caught with the potion
Staring at my enemies with no emotion
Work ethic in my veins, so I’ve gotta blow
One goal to the next, that’s a domino effect
My niggas got my back, I call em geico
Most y’all niggas lost, like a shipwreck
Nigga I’m a legend in the motherfucking making
Ask me why I’m swearing so you don’t get me mistaken
I always want the cheddar man I always want the bacon
Grew the locs out now they think I’m a Jamaican
Drop my old chick, she didn’t get the vision
I’m Bobby Brown with the dough I got a new edition
Diamonds on my wrist stay glistenin'
Yung Exodus, I need no recognition
Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse (finesse)
Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse
$ 600 jeans and I still feel under dressed
Never superhero save a hoe no S up on my chest yup