Lot of old stars, lot of new brothers
All makin' a movie but none
of thems the Hughes brothers
Gotta laugh at my wittiness
but you can feel my paper miss
Love gritty chicks, real hoodie chicks
Brains and the money machine
A lot of reefer and the large Hennessy
'Bout a thousand a bottle
Just pay for it, heaven sent
And the live ascent block the chron chron scent,
don't turn away from love
don't turn away from love
I'm just sippin' Courvoisier
Tell the accounts and the money,
Sauna to the steam room, put it in the air
Told you that I'm sittin' on
it somethin' like a chair
I'm the last gangster left,
It's impostors, it's no shocker
If that shit come in a can it ain't lobster
If that boy come with a guard
And fly too high for the Skycam
Club to the Benz to the telly
don't turn away from love
don't turn away from love
Window stretch floor to the ceiling,
Real suite all a treat to a visual
All this from bein' a street individual
I ain't the richest nigga,
But I'll set the standard for
Listen boo, I ain't tryin' to kid you
And then tell you what you gon' do
Better hope I don't front on you
Real boss, I can do what I wanna do
don't turn away from love
don't turn away from love
don't turn away from love