SILVER LINING Lyrics

Dead of night, silver lining

In my life, everything

Did it twice, grip the mic

What's your vice, everything

Do or die, that's fight or flight

My chick can buy my wedding ring

Suit and tie, i'm super size

No puppy eyes, no pity please

On my guys, make water wine

That shit divine, they envy me

Look around, no stopping now

I almost got, hmmm everything

Against the grain i embrace the journey

Embrace the game, my namesake and Perty

Paid grave with pain like mace and gurneys

My claim to fame, need 8 attorneys

Can't save the day but you can take a turn

This ain't candy land, this ain't Bert and Ernie

Ain't business bitch, this blick in person

It's murder murder murder murder

Lets compare our car keys, wallets hos and economies

Spend a weekend at barney's, like sorry bitch i'm not sorry

Look at the cars, look at the roof

Look at the stars, looking at you

Girl i'm a star, look at the proof

Ain't never had pot to piss in true

Now i got rocks atop my tooth

Now i got locked inside the booth

Now you won't talk to me how rude

The ops in a optimistic mood

Fuck out my ends, getting a tan

Hatching a plan like i did it again

Not making amends, i feel like a villain

I'm here for the women not really to chat

Im outta the Benz, I'm back in the south

The money depends on how it get route

Im still in my vans, I'm feeling it out

Im building it up, she bussin it down

Like what are you wearing, what are you saying

What are you talking, what are you on

Buddy a nerd, buddy a geek

Buddy a choch, buddy a dork

Buddy a cop, buddy a narc

Buddy a dweeb, buddy a smurf

Buddy relived that buddy was smart

Cause buddy be greasy, buddy a tard

Look at the shit that i do

For my kids and my men and my women

I'm doing my dance

Bitches like damn you don't do it

Like how he be doing

Got something do with his stance

Look at his stance

Like some of you like it

And some of you love it

But none of you want it like me

Counting the hos by the dozen

You fuck on your cousin

I know that you flock with the sheep

Building a fort with my brothers

Godamnit they stubborn

But fuck it be something to see

Put on the company card

In the company car

Know that the money ain't never come cheap

It's hard to believe

Putting that ho on cassette

I got hos adding stress

I got hos i put on dnd

Superimposed on the road

I got hos on the tour

Couple more i seen on dvd

I got a bitch in atlanta

A bitch in the bando

A bitch in a band that make beats

She finna see if i like em she play it i hate it

I gave her right back to the streets

Runnin this bitch like im bout it about it

She like i'm how outside but not in the v

A to the b and the c

Boy the reason im winning I bet it on me

A million streams boy im relieved

They call it crazy

What they cannot see

Message received

Y'all ain't intelligent

You call it Pertinent, I call it relevant

Back on my bullshit

No fuckshit im cellabit

Take up the room aint no spot for the elephant

Effortless excellence, damn i'm legit

Fuck all the 'AandR' selling me shit

Fuck all the media selling image

The public, the motive to sell to the kids

The devil amidst us, so ready the clip

The money the mistress, the weed in the spliff

But imma still roll it and puff it a bit

I'm human, shit