Not So Much

Uh, Dual exhaust

Tips Windows cracked, my sunroof back

This is New

Orleans, I'm on my own shit

They fucks wit that, that's love shown back

Lock the door behind ya homie

Roll that up, no skinnies baby all fats,

Uh I can tell you about it, make believe partners

Shade tree bitches, they smell cheap designer

Imposter's,

I need distance,

Fuck bitches

Living life on the wild angle like ace boogie's bookie

You already know as we though previously discussed it

Eyes low, spirit's high when

I greet the public

Broke new ground

I flew airplanes above it

Penmanship of a pilot, skywritings

Got that gift ripped,

Flew pimpin mony-itis

Perfected my aim, a new improved

Leonidas 300

Jets, endangered species

We the last fly niggas left,

YES Not so much for the radio

And not so much for the

TV Not so much for the radio

And not so much for the

TV Not so much for the radio

And not so much for the

TV But I do it all for fast cars

Faster women, strong drinks and stronger weed,

Yeah