I'm a lifestyle baby
Bottle the rocks
Use the ice
A hundred mil, yeah
Money, money, money
Patent status
Yeah, what's up?
Stick around
Y'all, I plan to live a life for glamour like my man Tony Montana
Standing bulls in front of cameras with my golden super-jammers on
Smoking her banners, drinking diabetes, thinking beyond deeper than Gandhi
While I'm in a DMIT, counting my jeans
I'm out to be a millionaire, dip the gear
Flicking hundred dollar bills in the air, oh yeah
Cubilink is into getting Benjamin's
Cause if it doesn't make dollars, then it doesn't make sense
I represent, I'm in to be the king of New York
Went from living in tenements to open house resort
I'm the Latino, that'll take you to war like Al Pacino
Even dinero, no, not to gamble in my casino
Fino on the rocks, slap the dinners with mobs
As I got shit locked from Prospect to the tropics
Sitting on top of the world
Like the son of living legend from the Bronx
Second to none, unless it's fun
It's the glamour life, blew up the kids and the wife
Players who ain't half the snikes, where to put the sacrifice
Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get ready for the glamour life
Murky off from the infinity, dump the body in the shawty down the lake
Leaving no identity, just a memory
A casual tea as a casualty, make fools of my rivalries
All eyes a beat, on a quest for loot, pushing the legs to scoop
To pursue them truths against the big joker
Chippin' a la mocha, playin' poker with some chocha
Heard in the poacher, must be fair, my damn, I had to smoke fun
Get them up a fuckin' gun, since now I've become the one
Bornin' for a lump sum of cheese, 30 racks packed gas for cheese
Bullets should breeze at light speed, takin' your pretty wife's life
For sacrificing your C, and D, we let them bleed
For 50 Gs, chippin' body to the stakes, fillin' 50 Gs
Please, no remorse for your two face, it's hot as symbol
My rifle off the motherfuckin' suitcase, you bout to take whose place?
Now face your body up, be laced and left without a trace
The clamor life, the clamor life, yo, yo, it's the clamor life
Blow up the kids and the wife, beggars who ain't half this life
Swear to put the sacrifice, bottle the rock, seize the ice
Stash the dope and rice, and get ready for the clamor life
Yo, it's the motherfuckin' darn Carter, Gina the leader
Turret squad cleaner, leave your family crying
For you like Argentina, Mida, street dreamer like Nas
My honor, I just stick, camouflaging this bitch, cigar forbid you start some shit
My squad's equipped with finesse, anew of ammunition, hollow tipsin'
Count killers with the carver, nislin'
The council's switch to live for rainy days, nigga, I'm stayin' paid
Use a joke, always broke with your lazy ways
Any ways, back to the subject, in the bubblx, in the backseat, havin' rub sex
I love this glamorous life, I live havin' the ice as shit
Think twice, I give Christ your kids, I live life, forgets
Keep the fire burnin' while the tire's turnin'
Uplaze the L's, seek a high learnin'
Cod's was earnin' everything illegally
We could be friends for years, cross me one step, divinity
The glamor life, blow up the kids and the wife
Plagas who ain't half as nice, square the butt to sacrifice
Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get ready for the clamor life
Yo, the dough to wrap the audience, party heavy till the 40's in
It like the Yakuza, run the Orion, check all the rent
Ain't no man wept, the path is door to win, dicks with the fallopian
She fuck for dough for opium, prostitute aporium
Five hundred bands, five hundred friends, cell compotein'
Eight cups of vodka, four cups of juice for sodium
Money, money, sweet as a smell of magnolia
And get your damn bitches spittin' image of Apollonia
Nah, I cannot go broke, pumpin' twenties of coke
Plus, Psalms I wrote, milk and dumb honeys I poked
Big dumb blood, saddle on the bench of Van Cortland
Slingin', singin' how he tryin' to get cash for Jordyn
Another cash or some beamer to get the insurance
Currency's gonna murder me, it's never end up breakin' my ass
Gettin' it just as fast as a spin of stuff
Callin' Ocasayas bluff, done, taxes gon' bite us
My life
Yo, it's the clamor life, blow up the kids and the wife
Players who ain't half as nice, wait up with the sacrifice
Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, slash the dope and rice
And get ready for the clamor life, the clamor life
Play precise, defense is tight, I'm off to settle the score
On a stupid fight, enough of lookin' afraid
This payin' back tonight, yo, twin past the lie
Past the lie, the clamor life
This life I live is strife and shit
Least my wife and gig and somewhere it's nice to live
I used to live in the gutter, me and my mother
Now she's 50 years old, pushin' the hummer
The clamor life, how many a knife I'll slice and dice
Men and mice, sendin' the Christ in the afterlife
Past the lie, down the lie, let him hear it
Let him fear it, send him screamin' to the Holy Spirit
Clamor life, the clamor life, the clamor life
It's the clamor life, you wish the clamor, it's the clamor life
The clamor life, the clamor life, the clamor life
The clamor life, cock the hammer
And this motherfuckin' life, bitch
