AvenueBLVD - SPORTS MODE Lyrics

I mean, I don't even need to say much I mean, what's there for me

It's a modern classic, this ain't magic
Four-pound make you walk backwards like Michael Jackson
I'm walkin in nice jackets and nice fabrics
Told shorty, I'm the big fish because my status,

All my thoughts is cashmere
She started laughing, we only taking cash here
For transactions,
Jeep Hellcat in Sports Mode
Because it's faster,
I had to pave my own road
There's less traffic,
Made my shorty change her wardrobe
So now we matching,
Prada Dyed, midi dress on and it's satin
Niggas putting Amiri stretches on
And call it fashion,
Couldn't wait to get my money right
I made it happen,
Charged every loss to the game
Then came the back end

I mean, I did a lot, I seen a lot, but I never hated
I'm just that blessed

I'm at the Le Mans, big whips and things
Out in France, dressing Italian, a different scene
Cuban Link & rope chain peeking out of my collar
My loyalty don't ever change for amounts of the dollar
My Rollie from 95, my Odie from 95
Shoes from 95, work the stu like a 9 to 5
Really 9 to 9, that's nighttime to sunrise
Hustling for vacations on islands,
I'm dressing dumb fly,
I'm in the Range Rover playing Love Hangover
Thinking about the times I had to hustle just to make quota
That weed had my brain fried, but now I think sober
Flowing through New York Undercover like Malik Yoba

But that 126 feel like I'm time-traveling
Just got the engine redid so I can drive faster
I do it for the love and the money, combined passion
Flying flashy, still got some substance that be mind grasping
Herman Miller Eames chair as I lie back

Writing fly raps in the crib, out in Nyack,
Came a long way from trapping out the Hyatt