Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lex, artist - Nolan the Ninja. Album song YEN, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.09.2017
Record label: SPORT CAST
Song language: English
Lex |
| I’m trying to be retired 'fore I’m 35 |
| Word to Chris, I ain’t trying to work to stay alive |
| I’m tryna shine, nigga, gimme mine |
| ('Til I cop the Lex matching the 'lex, yo) |
| One for the money, two for them niggas hitting licks |
| Survival of fit is to live with no fear |
| Smoking potent straight from Oakland while I’m bumping Saafir |
| 95's coincide with the gear, I’m coordinated |
| Witness greatness like a coronation |
| I’m celebrated like a college student graduating |
| A big deal, I stacked & I chill, play the game of mellow like Apollo or Pill |
| Only see me when I’m booked on a bill |
| Shit, you know promoters fronting them bills |
| Niggas know that I’m ill, unequivocal, capabilities critical, shit |
| Masterminded with the science, rappers smacking their teeth & sighing |
| Cuz they’re only option is staying silent |
| I be a pharaoh with this lyrical shit |
| I’m Ricky Walters by the way I rule shit |
| Shit is easy like I’m signed with Ruthless, cadences that cause contusions |
| Niggas is losers, I showed & proved, you still improving |
| I’m trying to be retired 'fore I’m 35 |
| Word to Chris, I ain’t trying to work to stay alive |
| I’m tryna witness how that Lex feel |
| Hop on the lodge off the tire squeal, forreal |
| Out of town, shorty dropped about fiiiive, yo |
| Sporting frames that I can’t pronounce |
| Smile every time I see my bank account |
| Moetic bottle in lap, smoking a potent pack |
| The lifestyle of the rich & shameless |
| A lost boy tryna find his way in |
| Built my foundation like the Wayans |
| All my niggas better follow suit & get this paper |
| I’m drapped up, like how Biz Markie was in «Vapors» |
| Ain’t nothing changed but the radio stations & statements |
| I played it patient, now I’m counting pay slips |
| Now all I need is the Lexus for scratching off of the bucket list |
| Whoever said that riches couldn’t crack a smile |
| Probably been privileged all their fucking life |
| The hood I come from is low income |
| Trust me, my nigga, it ain’t nothing nice |
| So I’m trying to be retired 'fore I’m 35 |
| I ain’t trying to work to stay alive, nigga, I’m tryna shine |
| I say, I’m tryna witness how that Lex feel |
| Hop on the lodge off the tire squeal, forreal |