Cola H. - No Stains
Verse 1
Swag on a thou
Haven't spit game in a while
And i can tell- cuz lames getting comfy not settling down/
Well, forgive me, i was keeping busy
I get antsy when i spend to long in the same city/
No disrespect pops, i globe-trot- you rep blocks
And me too- just my team, we ride jets to get to spots/
World conquerer, airport loiterer
My wife on the itinerary- plan to spoil her /
Y'all get high and tripped out- i take trips out
Your wifey flip out- tired of begging friends for discounts/
Thats a shame ain't it- try living dangerous
But it gets aimless just thru the same shit/
The big homie told me "the streets getting cold, g"
Rather get bread than impress fakes and phonies/
The tax man on my ass because i just jumped a class
Stop jocking a young brother getting caaaash/
Hook
Gold chains, more gains and lo-mein
Gold rings, nice things, no stains/
No stains (x2)
Verse 2
Toronto west side ambassador, supreme talent manager
Ain't about the dollars- then i can't follow plans with ya/
Got diamond taste that could cut my tongue
High standards- can't hang if i find you dumb/
Lately i been seeing man's that been doing it wrong
Waiting till they clock a mil to take care of their moms/
You dropped a thou on a pouch? thats cool
I sent my moms back to school while i paid all the bills on the house/
In case niggas forgot, i taught yall how to be like this
Nobody was saying shit bout the west end before i did/
It may have been underground, but yall watching hybrids
Feeling like a deadbeat dad looking at my kids/
That ain't a diss to nobody, there ain't no flex
If one wins, we all win and stand to get more cheques/
So let's get it, know what? motherfuck being timmid
If you ain't here to win, then forget it/ is you with it?
Hook