ALCHEMIST

[Verse 1]
I hustle, no luck, I do not need clovers
My plug the computer, she move like Yoda
Modified crystals that make you live longer
Working with Wondagurl made me live larger
Hell hound dogs but we have a good charger
Run up the code and go run up the margin
You play on the benches, I play like a starter
My trap got revolving doors, I got revolvers
My money it roll up, I feel like a scammer
Got Guccis and double C's all on my collar
Got double V's, double V's all on my collar
I got acres, I plan on becomin' a farmer
My coffins are tailored, they looking like charmers
Fish scale water, it looks like piranhas
Hermes and Helmut lang all on my garment
High speed chase, gotta dip from the law
Got the world in my palm, baddest bitch on my arm
And she love that Vuitton, and she wear Saint Laurent
She might back up the .40 like what are you on?
You better keep calm, you better keep calm

[Chorus]
I got the magic, I feel like the alchemist
Count up the money, machine, I'm a calculus
Count up the paper, I move it meticulous
Record the transactions I’m moving articulate
Cook the dope up, I'm using a skillet lit
My pants kinda snug, the money can't fit in it

[Verse 2]
Up in the ash tray, ripping a Snapple bottle
She Ukrainian, she got the apple bottom
More money more problems, but you never had a problem
[?] we can make that the problem
I'm dressed in the Prada, re-rocking the product
Important consignment, imported exotic
She rode on the nimbus, bitch got some mileage
Put that tab on her tongue, she think that it’s porridge
Put the crates in the storage, we got sticks like the force
I get lit like a torch, heard you stepped off the Porch
You get shot off the Porch, got no pork on the fork
They roll bills when they snort, [?]
If the bitch come up short and the bitch grew up poor
So I had to get more, sold the dope at the store
Now the rari can roar, put the gas to the floor
Coco leave them in jaw, riding spaceships, I spark
Ain't no punching the clock, we got drums on the Glock
I just grabbed me the pot and the master lock
I chop a lot, I chef the rock, they want it to stop

[Chorus]
I got the magic, I feel like the alchemist
Count up the money, machine, I'm a calculus
Count up the paper, I move it meticulous
Record the transactions I’m moving articulate
Cook the dope up, I'm using a skillet lit
My pants kinda snug, the money can't fit in it
I got the magic, I feel like the alchemist
Count up the money, machine, I'm a calculus
Count up the paper, I move it meticulous
Record the transactions I’m moving articulate
Cook the dope up, I'm using a skillet lit
My pants kinda snug, the money can't fit in it (fit in it, fit in it)