Carat - Modelo Lyrics

I F*ck Hip Hop
I get my weed inside of jars & not ziplocks
I like f*ckin' other woman while my bitch watch
I mix Remy with Glenmorangie & sip scotch
Vegas made me its Eastside until shit botch
Pick a poison & drink on it 'til you rick rock
This the shit you aint used to homie its hip hop
Shackled down in a van sweating dealing with these cops
Had my pockets ran through & the guns were pointed on me
Getting jumped on the block, hopping fences, with all the homies
Playing scarface on the PS two acting like im Tony
Take control of me or my game & Ill play you like a Sony
Its all water, im drinking it like Dasani
Twenty five & I aint pressed about twisting inside Armani
Bring it back for my people & split it until they sign me
[00:55.20]Got me touching on my ribs, but im eating now I was scrawny [00:58.43]
Drinking Modelos, friendly fades
Riding by my lonely, my nine on me everyday
I like 'em thick, I like 'em fat
I like 'em when they boney
Ima pay 'em back in blood if its okay
I never asked for help but the doors opened for me
I got shit I gotta take with me to the grave
Devil tryna take care of my spirit
I aint gon' let him near it
My guidance & God gon' lead the way
Twenty twelve I decided to take it serious
Started to engineer & my journey became mysterious
Pedal onto the floor, I be driving faster & furious
Smoking all on this George 'til my brain decide to get curious
Punching into the clock, I was counting down every period
People listen to me cause im speaking out of experience
Drinking away the trauma until im feeling delirious
Thumbing all through the money, yall chosing to be oblivious
I feel the envy & jealousy through the shade
Had to get it out of the mud, I was fearing I wouldnt change
Eight inside the clip & im hoping you aint range
All the shit inside of me building up & I feel the Rage
Took me years to get inside of the building, then it came
Now im tryna f*ck the world 'til they love me for my shame
Changing up my image, my style be getting strange
Community getting crazy, im practicing on my Aim
Drinking Modelos, friendly fades
Riding by my lonely, my nine on me everyday
I like 'em thick, I like 'em fat
I like 'em when they boney
Ima pay 'em back in blood if its okay
I never asked for help but the doors opened for me
I got shit I gotta take with me to the grave
Devil tryna take care of my spirit
I aint gon' let him near it
My guidance & God gon' lead the way