Penthouse Views

Verse 1

We came from the projects but we still the chosen few
Money in my pocket now bitchs start to notice you
Multi-Milliõn deals police still approaching you
Marble floors, penthouse apartments with the ocean views
Chandeliers
High ceilings
Champaign glasses
Girl you looking good but that money more attractive
Flew my momma out private jet up to calabasis
To slow me down a little my life been moving the fastest
I know niggas ain’t built like me
Niggas won’t kill like me
Nigga I know
Niggas won’t feel like me cuz what I’m meant to be
Is something different
I’m vigilant
While escaping imprisonment
Riding dirty that brand new leather I’m smoking piff in it
Live it up till we die, I’m awake in my dreams
House don’t matter the size of you ain’t got a team to share it with
Just look at how far we’ve come the accomplishments
That we’ve accomplished through this consciousness

Hook

I get so high I don’t think about you
I start to cry cuz my dreams coming true
Young nigga I ain’t have nothing
Young nigga I ain’t have nothing
I ain’t have nothing but me

Gangis Don Verse

Nas on the top of the limousine
If I ruled the world
Life on a guillotine
Swinging
Head in a twirl
Middle finger
Up to the world
Way B4 I got in between
Talking 2 girls
Let’s try something
Like dry jumping
While I’m trying to rip in them jeans
I say anything my ebony girl u my ever-y
Ooh check my melody
Dropped out of college
Got more pussy off my felonies
You Living like the enemy
Mama what you telling me?
Eviction
Nah I gotta hit the streets
Ooh I get dat heat
Too cold
4 da lil bro and sis 2 sleep
Fuck school and that history
Yea I gotta get my own
Just gotta get it right this time
Knowing I can’t delete my wrongs
Out of sight
Out of mind
Remember I was alone
Now They hitting up my phone
Or D-M- ing me for a loan
Fuck the world don’t you ask me 4 shit
Anything you want
You gotta work hard
It’s 2020
Don’t you call me 4 Bricks
I’m on my business and
You should stay on your own

Open up garages
A couple of cars (hmm)
Dining room
Chandelier mirages
Nigga we living Lavish
Smoking on good
None of that garbage
Word to the GG fabric
You are not Gucci no
You not allowed in
Tricked out the faucet
Dussé fountain
Phone on speaker lawyer saying
D.A. Dropping the charges
We smoking on reefer
Playing spades
All of us getting massages
She giving long neck
To the whole gang
Call her Vivica Ostrich
It’s complex
The magazine cartridge
Cause I’m more than a artist
If you see that Van go round twice
And I draw
Your sketch
That Will be same spot dat they pay hommage

Hook

I get so high I don’t think about you
I start to cry cuz my dreams coming true
Young nigga I ain’t have nothing
Young nigga I ain’t have nothing
I ain’t have nothing but me