Rich Off Cocaine (4:26)

And a maybach that is
Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby


The last bird flew the coup
I lose the roof
Ain’t nothin but the wind in my hair
I’m not bullet proof, I’m fully proof
That you can make it here
All that livin’ fast
It ain’t got to last
Now I can’t slow it down
Because I’m sittin on top if the world and I’m not comin’ down


Burnin’ butter got it smellin’ like it’s butterscotch
Every bird boss take it to another notch
Bitch I’m busy baby go and suck another cock
Fuck a hater make me throw away another glock

Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot
Guns in the attik mama help me put ‘em up
She’ll pull ‘em down, tell you quick to him ‘em up
Load a hundred rounds, bring it back she’ll fill it up
Like the time when them niggas payed us conterfiet
He count chips but that trick may have got ‘em flip
We ain’t playin man slang for them dollar bills
Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill

[Chorus: Avery Storm]
Miami nights
I’m livin the life
Because I’m rich off cocaine
Because I’m rich off cocaine
The last bird flew the coup
I lose the roof
Ain’t nothin but the wind in my hair
I’m not bullet proof, I’m fully proof
That you can make it here
All that livin fast
It ain’t got to last
Now I can’t slow it down
Because I’m sittin on top of the world and I’m not comin’ down


How you seen a kilo started at a eight ball
First 48 to homicide ain’t soft
Comin’ from where hoes fuck ya for your paint job
Catch a case and daddy let you know you can’t call
Coppin’ 20 ki’s gotta be finicky