Testo Bubble Hill

Testo Bubble Hill

If you don't know better
Dudes will have you think struggling is cool
But when I write a bar, I can already see my dream
Car and pool in the backyard, what the fuck is a carpool?
Not for me and my spouse, when you heard me say I need a lift
I meant the elevator in my house

Sweet (?) last resort, I'm into ownership
Finesse god, SS (?), I'm bout to own the ship
And never saw me in no boardroom dancing
Still scooped that advance and dropped it on a mansion
Off eating rappers, I guess my diet is plant-based
These fools keep popping up with buzzers you can't trace
Don't trip if they lame, ain't gotta disappear
Don't diss, appear just as quick as they came
While I'm kicking back, checking my Chase app
It's clicking, money in my name like A$AP
Probably switch ya style once they hit the scene
I been this way since Yam$ was managing me at my fifteen
Ya'll dojers and martyrs get a C on the test
I'm older and smarter, this is me at my best
I got bread as sweet as spanx, salt and freshwater fishtanks
Plenty of well-wishers and thanks, ample hate too
Give em attention, man I'd hate to
Father forgive em, for they know not what they spew
What they really wanna do is replace you, that's a factoid
Love to trade places and play alongside Aykroyd
The golden child with these joints I cleverly kill, stop
Who you s'posed to be, Beverly Hills Cop?
Give a damn if it's panned by the critics
You wanna get analytic?
They still got they hands on my diddick
Ho, got on a minute ago
Ever since Riddick Bowe
Parties been thrown at my home for all the fights, they tight
I keep a chick harder to pull than Parliament Lights
And work with all them old legends like Harlem Nights
More characters than Coming to America
Leave and come back like boomerang
Losers start another rumor, dang
Now they saying I fuck with feet
Wasn't doing this when I was killing them as buckwheat
Dropped delirious and raw, asking why I don't do more
When you've done enough, you can afford to do little
I'm talking more breaks than Clyde Stubblefield
We cooling out, it's more chill on Bubble Hill
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