Songtexte:
Company Flow D P A

...D-D-DPA...D...D...DPA... D-D-DPA...DPA...D-D-D-DPA..D-D...D-D-D-D-P-D-P-A You savor drug pattern awareness (Yeah man, DC got it) You God damn right

To be a high roller, you need a pistola And about a half a key of some Coca-Cola Now that I got older, I got a little colder And I don't trip to get

there, cathedral ceilings Don't come to my house, it might hurt your feelings P Diddy introduced me to the business side Fired me a few mill and a

's son, not a martyr but a fresh working member of a collective Who travel through the blazing light as my corpse is dissected Cell pack, give 'em a little

I'm like, "man - dude you just a offspring" [del] I'm very interplanetary and vary with various experiments Gregarious with verbals for your merriment What el-p

half-baked, you never get a buck when you act E-l dash, p is servin ----- we smash Be a bootleg, and buildin up a fat nest egg I say fuck you, it's easy

Buck like a Beretta wet you up like bad weather Got fangs like a cobra now I got Range like a Rover You don't fuck with us whether you fucked up like a

I'd rather be a lion for a day than a lamb who lives forever "turn your head round," give me the cheddar I'd rather be a lion for a day than

from state, For makin' it, mate, just a Q and A. Still ghetto wit de mind of a needle A cricket in the cheater, Draw a nine millimeter up. Makin it, '