Grandeur

[Verse 1: The Boy Illinois] Yer, get it got it good And I keep a lil' red when I'm riding hood And a couple people say I'm a hollywood That's probably cause my chicks come from Bollywood Smooth sailing on 94 West With a couple old schools and a shiny corvette Overtime, game tied I may need a lot of rest Passport when I travel I may need a lot of steps but They don't blow the whistle I get superstar calls Or in other words got the cops paid off Unlike Bernie Madoff a nigga made off Fucked around and blew up while you was a shade off Graduation cancelled that corporate dream is over Took the tassel off my cap and I put it on my loafers Make 'em drop it down low then we pull the rope up Thinking we some dumb niggas please don't get your hopes up [Hook: The Boy Illinois] Came through changed rules we dont mess with lame dudes We the drop squad and we came here to change you New coups for the whole crew Oh I thought you knew They been lying but to tell the truth (Whole time though) They been planning this since the beginning (Whole time though) They don't ever wanna see us winning (Whole time though) We been running this from the beginning (Whole time though) Ever since ancient Egypt we been winnin' (Whole time though) [Verse 2: The Boy Illinois] Buck fifty with the Audemar on it I don' told yall before now all of yall on it? See, I was chilling with the sinners and the five per centers They told us finders keepers we went and found some business So I advise you to mind your business We been coal we in the minding business Me and my three homies we the big four We burn your bridge down and my chick from Bridgeport Then we state to state it rent a car from Avis And when she pick her hair out she look like Angela Davis She all natural and never high maintenance So even when it comes to the women we don't fake shit A lot of us rap but we all can't make it And some of us just need to face it Success is my revenge and the whip clean Coming down on yall I'm so condescending, I mean [Hook] [Outro: The Boy Illinois] Put your left foot in front of right foot and walk with me Through the city of Chi where the vultures be Have you heard of the city crime Sociologists be telling me my city dyin' From all the murder, gang bangin' and drug dealing You know the D.A. Smart