Testo di Burbs

Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lifts be scrapin' the curb (skrrt) I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (get) Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt Pour a deuce in a fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on do not disturb You could try me if you want, but the last one died and got put on a shirt I been in the game seven years, but I was high, so it's all a blur Got right, I'm gettin' a lot, but I still ain't get what I deserve Lost a watch, it cost me so damn much, thank God I had it insured These racks too big, can't fold up, in a trackhawk, doin' donuts They pay me to be a loner, just a young life full of stoners Take a g6 and I blast off, when I fuck, I'm rubbin' her mask out You get touched from how I manage, told myself: I'm doin' damage Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lifts be scrapin' the curb (skrrt) I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (get) Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt Pour a deuce in a fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on do not disturb Love up, thank God, Jesus Turn my phone. Swen it up And you & me, my fans! (Nav's)