Asthma Team

I swear to you Lord Same dudes used to laugh at me See me in the CL 6 with Haffa B They know that money begets money so naturally Me and Haffa could blow a couple of stacks hassle free I'm like fuck y'all haters on behalf on me Cause I could flood the city with a staff of three I'm talking me and two part -ners in that Caprice With no copies made I got the master keys And fast cars, fast women, fast cash and cream Could mould you rappers like plasticine I have to dream, but dog Me and success are two things you don't wanna find your ass between *Back against the wall like a plasma screens* The inside of my wallet is pasture/ past your green And you are now hanging with the asthma team Sweetie catch your breath while I smash the scene I should leave Earth, nothing left to do here Everyday is Christmas and e'ry night is New Year's Say whatever, I never been concerned about who hears Call my town Sparta and I'm coming with two spears I'm telling you dog, always got the spring collection in fall I run my bill up making executives calls And with me, women be building these sceptical walls But once you slept with one dime man, you slept with them all, uhh Family, money, and music is all I ever knew My necklace suffer from depression it's forever blue Cheer up baby you don't see all this revenue? I started the game at level two I'm sayin' Stop acting like teen girls are my only market I parallel the Flying +Spur+ +Tony park+ it And it's cool if you spill suttin it's only carpet That's why I get my interior colour only dark shit Toronto's where you livin' today And you ain't making records that people are driven to play I would advise you to really make a move, sooner than later Cause these are only the joints that I'm giving away You feel me?