Champagne Poetry

Champagne Poetry


I’ve been hot since the birth of my son
I’ve been unphased, trust worse has been done
Man, fuck evaluation, show me personal funds
It’s the pretty boys versus the petty boys
Sorta already got a whole new set of toys
Shit is so surreal, Drizzy Drake, you better enjoy
Nothing else bigger than the OVO letterman boys
Cashmere knits for the nightime boat rides
Oli got the first edition parked up roadside
The only sign of struggling is coming from those guys
I’m trying to just relatе what I can see through my own eyes
And nothing tell thе truth like the eyes will
Lived so much for others don’t remember how I feel
Friends that hide places and friends that I hide till
Still managed to moonwalk straight through a minefield
And then I’ll come back to tell you how that feels
Built this house for us all, pain in my back still
You niggas gassed up, you couldn’t pay the

Champagne poetry, these are the effortless flows
Supposedly something else is controlling me
Under a picture lives some of the greatest quotes from me
Under me I see all the people that claim they over me
And above me I see nobody
I’d have to be dead for them to say you took it from me
The twenty percent of you that we own is my tootsie’s money
Nigga, I’m wilding with your bread, you owe it to me
CJ grab racks out the bag and throw it to me
They don’t want a problem with the boy, but it’s going to be
Trust in my brothers is as strong as I know it should be
Future sign the contracts, he don’t even show it to me
I don’t have to second-guess nothing with no one I love
Bout to build a second guest home ‘cause we growing too much
Thing I got to scale the love back ‘cause
Yeah, heavy day for real, yeah, yeah
The city’s on fire and people are in denial
Charges being laid, but we’ll see what they do with trial
I’m calling this shit from now
Sweetheart deals that the judges been handing down
I haven’t been able to see my family for a while
That shit is wearing me out
I used to hide my pain in Delilah behind the bar till my niggas carried me out
And if money’s all I need in my grave, then bury me now
I know I tend to talk about how I got fortune on me
But with that comes the politics the city been forcing on me
I can’t even rip and show my remorse to the homie
Plus, I carry the guilt of the city’s misfortune on me
I even got the cleaning staff plotting extortion on me
My parents divorce’s on me
My therapist’s voice is making the choices for me
And I always censor myself ‘cause no matter what they reporting one
The pressure is weighing me down
Career is going great, but now the rest of me is fading slowly
My soulmate is somewhere out in the world just waiting for me
My chef got the recipe for disaster baking
Slowly my heart feels vacant and lonely, but still
My soulmate is somewhere out in the world just waiting for me
My chef got the recipe for disaster baking
Slowly my heart feels vacant and lonely, but still
I’m makin’ the most of this shit and more
Every single move is like rolling dice on the board
Seen too many brothers get twenty-five from the boys
I’d rather see all of ‘em get twenty-five from the Lord
And if the last

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