Tapas (Feat. CL and S.O.)

You got it Head to toe with your diamonds You’re flossing out plus you’re riding ‘round and you’re getting it in your Bugatti They’re like, yea, I got it my doubloons alter the climate You should watch it when I go shopping ‘cause I’m ignoring all economics I’m like, what You’re crazy like throwing out your own baby It’s irrational you’re extracting all the enjoyment from your gold gravy This is happening worldwide death by entertainment It is killing us alive look at the rich and famous We have no room for contentment, but the saints hope to go change that Limelight seem to fade black in the shadow of your own haystack Try to find that needle and you’ll lose your mind, Don Vito Wish you Mazel Tav, some godiva chocolate cause you’ll only draw cold fecal Folks are staring in a dim place and they be hoping to find it in their rib cage but unfortunately no fortune’s will be found in the cavities of our sin cave This treasure you’ve been searching prevails through all of the hurting Shining bright though you’re broken, contrite, alright, or deserted We’re going hard in the paint ain’t nobody gonna stop us The only way we’re going out’s if you pull out the choppas All that slander and your hate will propel us like helicopters We serve it well here’s the appetizer, call it tapas It's a Friday night, 6pm Going through my list tryna hit my friends Pre game, you know it, got it get it going Cuz the drinks at the club got my paper thin Party life, I'm loving it, drinks I'm chugging it Liquor shots, yo, keep'em coming in No tomorrow is the motto Sad many lives end at the bottle DUI’s and accidents It ain’t funny rushing off in an ambulance It won’t happen to me, thats the saying Got some friends that passed who thought the same Like the Days of Noah, drunk and gluttonous Ignorant of the judgement coming Don’t waste your life for the sake of pleasure Death is waiting every moment for a chance to take ya And I’m so happy, so very happy I’ve got the love of Jesus in my heart Every day they wake man, they chase that what moolah its money/ They wanna make that quite asap what asap no rocky/ Make a tune where that bass bang it will face slap somebody/ Display life that they wanting/ Fleeting pleasures they flaunt it/ That's that replica/ What they don't see is I'm a messenger/ A Christian MC with a message of hope to those folk who know that that road ain’t better coz/ It may look like its paved in gold/ but Jesus Christ is the way to go/ I know that well, I can show and tell/ All day bro we make Him known