Amsterdam

[Intro]We get ghost, you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach shit![Verse 1]
Bright lights and dark corners as night embark on us
Refugees running wild ,
Wyclef with a
SIG SauerNothing to lose,
I was starving from the start
Now the same cat driving
JaguarsOpen fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
The club that
Im a member, theyll be gone by
NovemberKeys to the city got killers who slither with me
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto, smoke a fat fifty
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams, tryna see a hundred mil
These boys going blind they just happy being free
In a world of so many
I just wanted me a key
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all deceased
These boys snort lines,
Im fine just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind[Hook]
Im Berry
Gordy to the streets
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Real nigga to the day that
Im deceased
Even then
I pray Im living through the beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf[Verse 2]
Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick
Always running late, quick to show up with your bitch
The Hublots cool but my
Terminators foolish
All stainless steel, quick to match it with my tool and
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you, as long as youre getting rich
Crack game, champagne, kilos on the stock exchange
Rolls Royce, new
Ghost, thats a nigga pocket change
These niggas acting like they want a war!
When it come to whacking niggas
I done won awards
Nigga, you a bitch, where yo
Honda Accord?
Im riding in some shit only
I can afford
Shouldnt claim the hood til you build a rapport
Amsterdam state of mind:
I just gave you a tour
Im laughing at the people who label me poor
Now I piss on
Europeans, youd think it was porn[Hook][Outro]
Im speaking on unwritten laws -- the code of the streets
Im not the type of nigga that you bump into at a 7-11 and just pull your pistol on him
And do what the fuck you want to do
Niggas like me, you gotta get permission homie!
And that could take a long time!
In that time,
Imma handle my muthafuckin business..
Ruugh! Ruugh!
Its the red light district, nigga this
AmsterdamWherever the fuck
Im atIts a no go
We greenlight you bitch niggas
Rozay!