Estate

[Produced by Martin $ky] [Hook: Martin $ky] I done came up on my same shit that I usually be on Y'all stayin' here but I'm everywhere, my nigga I'm gone I done killed shows, hit milestones, and I did it my way I'm smokin' good, still makin' moves all up in my estate [Verse 1: Martin $ky] I sit high but my eyes so low Young niggas runnin' league, yeah we all went pro Niggas quit cause the ground too slow Had to keep on killin' cause I'm going for the gold She wanna fuck the realest in the city Now she fuckin' on the realest nigga in the fuckin' city And the tab got me faded when it hit me So the moves to be made kinda iffy My nigga I've been in it for a minute, they been sleepin' on the kid Too real on my own shit, trappin' in the whip In the city full of wolves, gotta move so slick God Level with the beats, I'm a wizard with the shit No camo but I'm really in the field, havin' thousand dollar dreams while I'm headed for the mils Burn a couple O's just for the fuck of it, all while I'm pourin' up a glass for the thrills You still ain't heard a nigga beats hit like these Got a few joints rolled, 'bout to smoke 'bout three Shit got real, hope the tape don't leak I be good in a minute, in a second don't blink Rollin' 'round the city with my niggas in the whip And we all got moves so the night so lit And the crowd mad full so I gotta go spit Dreads over my eyes in an all black fit Go figure that (Go figure that) Always put the time and the work in, I get it back Manifest thoughts for the whole damn squad, we livin' that Hope for the best, I'm expectin' the worst Moves get made everyday, no rest Shut the fuck up talkin' if you don't cut checks [Hook: Martin $ky (2X)] [Verse 2: Rockie Fresh] I'm in the drop M6 And the shit all white like a nigga move bricks I'm by myself I ain't never need a clique Like a young Mr. Deeds I can get you what you need Said I'm reachin' new heights I done fucked bad bitches, I done put 'em on flights I kept the Rollie and the chain on So in that case, I might as well leave on the lights Man, this game so crazy Workin' hard on 'em, nah, nigga ain't lazy These fuck niggas gotta pay me Ask 'em who the best and I bet you they gon' say me Chi town representer, nigga get money like a mothafuckin' money printer I'm cold nigga like this shit December, but it's the summer time, it mean this bitch finna front on mine Got the point and the underline, yeah, I signed with Puma like I'm runnin' track Fuck nigga talkin' 'bout me, bet he never, ever in his life seen a hundred stacks Nigga I done spent that, and I done fucked around and made all one hundred back Now I'm lookin' at the mils, shoutout to MMG cause I'm really fuckin' with the deal Yeah, rollin' up when I'm smoked to kill, got you rollin' like I popped a pill I don't ever do X, okay I fucked my old bitch, I guess I really do ex I'm up next, stackin' big money yeah couldn't get more checks Finna cop my mom a Lexus, I'm that nigga, fuck with me [Hook: Martin $ky (2X)]