Palisades, CA

(albüm: The Great Escape - 2023)

Check, check
Yeah, uh
I'ma just talk my shit (Whoa)

Thumbing through a whole 'nother bag, this not the old one
Run up on this 'Rari, I'm clicking until it's over
Still'll put the snow on the mission to Minnesota
Come on, you know the drill, hop in and hand it over
I'm driving in the whip so fast, I can't control it
I'm fishtailing leaving Javier's, I should've chauffeured
Chopping it up with Bryan 'bout real-estate by the ocean
A seamoss juice, my bitch brought me one from Oakland
Today I drove the Porsche with the automatic front limb
I spent a thousand dollars on candles, I'm at Saks Fifth
Tucked the uh (He-he) in the gas tank, played the night shift
Get on a nigga, headlight coofy for disrespecting it
I'm thinking billions, cop another building, new woop Sicilian
Thinking bigger, you thought I was cooling, I was taking risks
Palisades, chilling in the shade, might take the Bent'
Betting on myself and every time, nigga, it's a hit

We off in the Palisades, you know?
(Betting on myself every time, nigga, it's a hit)
I'm talking armed guards, gated communities, man
Royal family type shit, for real (Sean Don, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Look, if you not getting richer every year, then you just backwards hustling
You moving off emotion, I'm strategizing, discussing it
See, I been on my supplements
Fish oils, chlorophyll, multis
My hair growing out and hoes loving it
Some people can't piece life together, it's really puzzling
Talking 'bout "Trust me, I got you", but I'm not trusting it
Commercial real-estate by The Fox, yeah, they constructing it
Business flowing like the symphony orchestra, I'm conducting it
I crack my knuckles and neck, now I'm back to new
I had to cop a bitch, we not compatible
Team on the line, yeah, the love is all lateral
You can not practice for shit that's not practical
Fuck with the tactics, this shit can get tactical
Fuck with the rations, this shit get irrational
I can not talk to you just like them hoes when they mad at you
I overwork and do shit I don't have to do
Stumble and stagger to
Dodge all the bullets and dodge all the daggers too
Working these bitches and blessing them so long
I might as well take a sabbatical
I tell the truth like a polygraph in a booth
Feel like these rappers do when they pleaing in front of the judge
'Cause they feel like they having to
Judicial system is not a system, it's a trap for you nigga
It's our season, yeah, Larry June
"Sean, when you dropping?" Very soon
I get to transforming under every moon
When they bury me, they gotta bury tombs
I'm just one kid in
I can't be letting my seed all off in every womb
When you see me out
Just know I'm the richest, rawest, rarest nigga off in every room

Woo, man, woo (Yeah, Al what up?)
Betting on myself and every time, nigga, it's a hit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Betting on myself every time, nigga, it's a hit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ay, this might be the motherfucking greatest escape