Hall & Oats

Late nights in the studio bumping Hall & Oates Not paying attention burnt my fingers on the roach I told my homies keep the peace, the same thing I told my folks Because when I start getting money there's some shit that it provokes Wait 'til I start eating, can we wait 'til I got ends I got to get myself together before I can help a friend Trying to get some Philly heat from off the street into this pen Out on this pad to feed my mom, my dad, my bros, my future kin I've been playing big sister to a lot of motherfuckers But I don't mind it Just want to afford the highest of hotels, bro Still smoke behind it Baby that's the truth. That's all I want to do And I'mma buy two cars Like a truck and then a Coupe The truck for when I ride out, and everybody cool And on my off days grab the Coupe so nigga I cannot scoop Because I'm emotionally drained But I'm so mentally high And I'm so physically fine I feel like everything is mine And I took my time, I was waiting on this for a couple fucking years Waited until gathered up a couple fucking ears and I made it more potent than a lot of my peers Nigga just so I can say this shit right here, nigga Sit right here, nigga Let me clear the air up So many assumptions that a nigga want to tear up But so many blunts that I face it just to care but I don't think the other party had cared enough Now I'm Bacardi-ed up Tree-ed up, not a seed cuz, tree-ed up Because these my late nights in the studio Bumping Hall & Oates Not paying attention burnt my fingers on the roach x4