All Eyez On C

CYN, SNL, classy individuals
Keep my paper coming in in residuals
Put myself on the map with my niggas too
Tryna count a hundred milli in the living room
Jude Law, straight to Milan
Teflon, nigga you can't honk
Drop bombs sum'n' like Vietnam
Shorty hair blowin' 'cause the coupe top gone
So you niggas wanna test, be in the jets
Couldn't catch me in the East or the West

Waves spin and get a vest, then get a check
Couple hittas in your home if you sendin' threats
Have 'em coming at your crew, now you don't wanna do that
Like you playing Russian Roulette, don't make me prove that
Philly C's colour blonde, but my chick brunette
Like a panoramic view when I pull the roof back

Uh, shoot for the stars from the top of the key
Drop this, I'm getting hot in the streets
And never dwell on cash
I spend it fast make a lot in a week
Always busy shit, I grind in my sleep

Take notes, see I really be, out in Italy
Runways, me and Swiggidy, type differently
Waist cold like a river be, ice slippery
On the cam, see it vividly, through the imagery

Who you kiddin', black kings is a minion, they seem me more
Rap niggas all frost, call 'em CB4
Since I dropped some up they sayin', "We need more"
You ask and shall receive all,
Soon comin', it look like I'm drive cunnin' how I'm runnin' in buildings
Promoting everything 'til I run the pavillion
Aim for drop body, never civilians
You niggas blend in like a bunch of chameleons
Need hundred and ceilings, never block my digits
white face Rolex, no talk or ticking
been plugged in, no outlet tell 'em
Be cautious near me, might shock a nigga
Yeah, you know the name, got the fame and the chain
Bad boy nigga any damn thang change
C3 he be runnin' the game, that's a fact
So change your name to saran 'cause this a rap (nigga, Bad Boy)