Trump Tight

[Intro] Yeah yeah Sound fresh You know who it is Uh huh Shit trump tight Uh huh Fresh shit Yeah Yeah [Verse 1] Yeah I gotta get mines by any means necessary I heard it fine when my man Biggie said it to me Fuck bitches get money Self explanatory More money more problems But that's another story It won't happen if the album ain't legendary Drop a classic everything else is secondary My fam struggled so long it feel hereditary Bill collectors call until they see us in the cemetery He in his room gazing out from the second story Sometime he write until the night blend into morning The temp low brainstorms turning into flurries The album cold like he wrote it all in January Is he taking too long Is people getting worried Is he writing songs Is he running out of money Kinda funny how we got 'em all speculating Take it all in stride as long as they anticipating [Hook] x2 When it's done right Then they gotta listen It's like sunlight shining in your line of vision If it's trump tight put me in position Well alright Time to get it [Bridge] Yeah Sound beautiful Shit's tight right Trump tight Printmatic I ain't gotta fucking tell you I know what it is [Verse 2] Chicks wasn't screwing us They was moving in a rush Seen 'em moving up Now they on some, "Hey, dude what up" But nothing they can do for us We been taught to do it up But it's kind of scary what doing us do to us Bored with everything And good isn't good enough Didn't know to sit before cause I was busy getting drunk Glad I ain't to far gone to give it up Without the alcohol all I want to do is read a book It sure as hell beats the hell out of being numb Might as well sit in a cell and never see the sun A third done but really feeling like he just begun Carousel into another world having fun Have a son Raise him like a samurai Swing swords and do homework by candlelight Play drums read books write battle rhymes Better than his pops on the mic by the time he five [Hook] x2 [Bridge/Outro]