Motion

"Alright you seen the dice, now let me see your money"

Smelling like weed and Versace

Whips on blades like hockey skates

I already know them hoes watching

Niggas on side them they gon' hate

I ain't really worrying about them

This our time now, little homie gotta wait

Try to control your face

Hide your emotions, don't let everybody know it

Watch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motion

Motion, picture my nigga, picture us rolling

(Watch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motion)

Motion, picture my nigga, picture us rolling

Watch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motion

Motion, picture my nigga, picture us rolling

Watch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motion

Motion, picture my nigga, picture us rolling

Michael Corleone, presidential Rollie on

Closet full of Jordan, Foams, Penny Ones

What they want, type of shit they on

We sling dope 'around here, dope tracks ma

Dope boy rides I buy, five outside

Three at mom's crib, she start 'em every now and then

Underground, though the word is I'm getting kinda big

Me, Roddy, and Trade smoke hella J's with Puff n'em

Come out with, grew up with, blew up with these niggas

I was standing in the front black 6's

Taking pictures with our best bitches

Bottom mama, that money pirahna

Go deep in that water, before I eat another bitch whole body

I promise that I can tell you all about it

How the boy made a million, by spitting about chilling with his partners

Find me a lighter

We study long, study wrong

And shit, I got fast stocks to make sure my money long

Got paper, I'm getting to and got dollars I'm waiting on

They say life's a trip, but I don't see 'em on flights I'm on

Might see me in your city with bitches you're dying to fuck

I'm hopping out the kind of cars you wish you had keys for

Mother of pearl dial, double raw begetted up

Buy it, re-paint it, rim it up, you already know it's us

Who else riding this clean, or burning weed this strong

Making bitches leave home with their wedding rings off

Nigga JLR, from these hoes to these Raws

Know the life was just, only revolves around dough

And when they sense you getting rich, everybody plays you close

And I'm buying the same shit, tell me that I'm doing the most

{But I love the hard top, kinda like it when it's dry?}

They gon' hit me anyway, fuck 'em, thinking why not nigga, what

The flight was two and a half hours

From New Orleans to NYC

Car service brung me to the Trump Tower

Got this one cougar thing lounging - luxury housing

Divorce settlement, bitch came out big

Nice couches, love, condo had columns

Ain't have to say shit, body language spoke volumes

Did what we wanted, disappear before the morning

Text message when she rose

Let me know I got the best of her and she woke up horny

And at my earliest convenience she would want more

If only, I didn't have another flight to catch, it'd be fa sho

My clock froze on check out time

That means I always gotta go