Pinstripe Suit

It’s too late; it’s not the time for swag Schooling all of ya'll, it’s time for class Might not be classy but this shit is classic Standing the test of time, how could I not pass it Time is money, and I’m Jimi Priceless Shout out MCKD, yeah this shit is timeless THC, goin round in cycles Shout out Fourmatt, we the nicest I spit that dope, I’m her supplier She's so addicted yeah I supply her Get some lines of that Lohan, they some mean bitches Pinstripe suit so official, yes I mean business Fuck a dress code; this is how I’m gon do I got a lot of lines you should check my suit My lines are dope and these pinstripes too Wear my heart on my sleeve like a pinstripe suit I rock the beat like a pinstripe suit (x3) Wear my heart on my sleeve with a pinstripe suit A tie isn’t needed, because I’m tryna win Just a glass of holy water and a pint of sin So yeah I got bars, pubs and taverns Drinking communion, dressed like it’s the Sabbath Fighting fire with fire against Satan Fuck fashion I just dress for the occasion I don’t follow trends, that shits verified If it’s about give and take, then I’m gettin mine I don’t need handouts; I want an arm and a leg And a bottle full of suicide, shots straight to the head She got that body bottle, bottle of tequila So I gave her four shots in memory of Reeva I’m looking good but I’m no model I’m that motherfucker; your father’s role model Good with the ink, word to an octopus So fresh to death, this flow is posthumous But I’ma keep it live though I keep it 100, motherfuck the 5-0 No handcuffs, cufflinks optional Maybe a waistcoat across the abdominal Balling on the court, fuck the judges Throw those books out the window, only God can judge us Borrowed robes, that’s not how I do Feeling so blessed in this pinstripe suit