Chauffeur lyrics

by

Akintoye


[Verse 1]
Ain't another n*gga like me (Like me)
Only see the bigger picture, Spike Lee (Spike Lee)
Tryna paint somethin' vivid, the pen vicious, but no one listens to me 'cause other n*gga's icy (Icy)
That's crazy
Tryna make it big, freestylin' for the gram over Dre Beats
In the house party, off the red, I ain't goin' off the head for you n*ggas
'Less somebody in this motherf*cker pay me
Posted in the winter, it's minus twenty
In the gap between me and these n*ggas, I'll park a semi
See me, I'm semi-certain who gon' show me respect and who gon' earn it
So, I ain't finna open up space in the semicircle
My sh*t tight
Big n*ggas rockin' skinny jeans
I grip mics
n*ggas embellishin' everything
This sh*t light
I could flip a verse for a profit
The look ahead is impeccable
I'm feeling like a prophet

[Chorus]
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
[Verse 2]
I told n*ggas when I was sipping on Gato
n*ggas was in the back row chillin'
Scribble diligent rhythms and seekin' synonyms
Sinnin' in synchronized, systemic settings
I'm settin' the bar
And I ain't messin' with y'all
'Cause n*ggas real until that weapon get drawn
A hollow tip can make ya body match
Left with a scar
Everybody packin' heat because the message's raw
But the real and fake ain't at stake when you lay in the morgue
That's too real
If I don't get it, who will?
n*ggas stay in the six, and gettin' shine on the bench, like Lou Will
If you the best in the city, you invest in it
Really n*ggas killin' time
Ain't got the energy 'less it's killin' time
Tryna do some work, and I'm the one that's gettin' vilified
n*ggas tryna compensate 'cause they don't know what's real inside
Don't know how they feel inside
Still, I brought a lesson
Middle fingers to the n*ggas who gon' question the method
Let's go

[Chorus]
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
[Post-Chorus]
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur

[Verse 3]
Right side weak, so I lean to the left
Cause a little grief when I mean to protect
Almost bought a chain 'cause these n*ggas tryna claim
Just to make it in the game
Need the bling to impress
Everything I spit clean, Listerine with the crest
Kill a beat through my teeth when I speak disrespect
A fiend with a dream, when I sleep, I project
We don't trip off the sh*t comin' next, lil' n*gga
What's up?

[Chorus]
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
Posted like a motherf*ckin' soldier
Finna put these n*ggas on a poster
Makin' money when the sun down and the bank closed
'Til I'm ridin' with a motherf*ckin' chauffeur
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