Cigar Talk

[Vic Santoro:]

Black Tux on a red carpet,

No backdrops, just waps tucked in a rare garment

You learn the best lessons when the worst happens

Just do your thing and bounce back and then you merge back in

Rap oligarchs winning without no regards

Sign signals, we’re speaking without no remarks

Act comical, thinking that it was only bars,

No shuffling, the only brudda that’s holding cards

Thinking about my losses as I burn the reefer

I was thinking like a novice, had to learn the ether

Times we used to grab the pizza man for pizza

Now my kids are eating lunch in the Burj Khalifa

Real prominence, make it and build monuments

Good leadership fails if it needs dominance,

Fake love, you can tell when it feels ominous

Adjudication, block time from the governors

This is for hitters with ill dreams, running with real teams

Get nicked, never will spill beans

Gotta make dua and remember there’s still dean

Hands full of dirt but my trainers are still clean

[Anariii:]

Yea I did it my way

I hustled, I grinded then I stepped up too

Guided by my faith

I get to the bag and I blow it on you

Coz I just want the finer things in life, oh yeah

I just want the finer things in life oh yeah yeah

[Vic Santoro:]

I said we came up braggadocious, banging moves on mopeds

When man will come and page you, if you’ve got it and you’re boasting

Never on a joke ting

Stepping on a whole ting

Make it come back double then we stretch it on a rolled cling

Yeah, it’s do or die, we don’t raise the flag

And we’re hitting targets over here, we don’t waste the mag

Get your hustle right, never chase the bag

I remember struggling for trainers, now the shades a bag

Was verified before they gave the tick

That’s what happens when your outfit can replace a stick

Call up over there for a case of each

They didn’t wanna know but look now, how they changed the speech

I’m a problem, got ‘em scratching heads

Tryna be a good guy, still want couple...

I’ve gotta raise my yutes right, can’t be out here catching zzz’s

I’m ready for the tour, my project got a couple something’s there

I’m telling you this life’s preferred

Walking round in fabrics that I never had a right to wear

I tried to show em love and they was acting weird

Sitting on a visit like I’m never coming back in here

[Anariii:]

Yeah I did it my way

I hustled, I grinded then I stepped up too

Guided by my faith

I get to the bag and I blow it on you

Coz I just want the finer things in life, oh yeah

I just want the finer things in life oh yeah yeah