Gatsby

[VERSE 1] Handsome, flashy oh so fancy Got me feeling like The Great Gatsby Serving up hors d’oeuvres to the loop, toasting champagne flutes Mixing class with the brawn of the brute I’m feeling good and living up my youth Here’s the proof / Mad that I could set it off in a suit? The truth: I over look the city from my roof The prettier the rhyme gets, the prettier the view. I promise! Spot me squaring up my pocket, a posh fit, coiffed “Adonis of the Pompous” I stand a structure of the Gossip, with a flow too cold- froze the mold for the bronzes Alpha Male with no time for a conscious, Lets be honest I got this, I’m on and beyond it Doing work it’s my time like I clocked in, locked in, [I] raised the bar again just to top it [HOOK] More than a man, I’m a dream envisioned, I make the world stop for me, make the world stop for me More than a dream, When I breath I live it, I make world stop for me, make the world stop for me [VERSE 2] I struck new gold, while the rest set a new low, I did it all looking “Chulo” Looking nouveau, in my new clothes, let the proof show. My bad is you mad cuz I’m still making moves though? I want my 20’s to roar with the sound of success and excess galore With the claim of “Bestest” and “Best Sex” and more Manifested, redefining Destiny: Yours Until no body questions the score, rapport for my soundtrack about that here we go “That beat, that heat, that’s me just looking for way to get to main stream through the back streets” “Monsieur Bourgeoisie” with a fashion game like I rep Paris Je suis le Frais, Le premier league, l’homme million- Dibiase