Marron Floors

[Intro] Yeah, peace Aha Yeah [Verse] Peace to fly ladies and gentlemen Brothers with gold slugs who sport Scullies and Timberlands You made it out them situations (Word), here's your celebration (Yeah) Toast to real ones, only the top's the destination We got good tree (Tree), we got plenty liquor (Word) The crown is for the kings, the Henny is for my thug niggas I made it through them wars, couple scratches and sores Run from your past twenty-one, that's a fuckin' reward But still thuggin' of course (Yeah), that's in my DNA Real niggas traits, I maneuver while moms won't let you play House niggas stay on the porch, I can't fuck with your ways Field niggas out here, we're hustlin', we're tryna get the cake True heads gravitate towards me 'cause of my caliber Baby love a G because of my fly character Well respected, well known, bruh, I'm good in any section All I see is a God-ass nigga when I see my reflection Survivin' the hood, for my kind, that wasn't supposed to happen Certain beings see that I'm good, I get the shark reaction Failed to succeed, I'm gon' give these niggas the satisfaction Their guns fllappin', I'm grindin', puttin' real shit in action Had to eliminate, now the god's in a better state (Aha) Never asked the Devil to dance, well, shit, we can't relate The fate can be fatal, can't connect like bad cable Look, baby, I'm a boss, I need extra sauce at my table When I told a chick, "You pour my shit", it better not waste (Aha) Dunn, I need lobsters and shrimp served on a golden plate (Yah-yah) Word [Outro: Big 60] Yo, what it do, man? It's your boy, Big 60, man, you already know Countin' down six months ago Maybe a little more, but I'm 'bout to get out, turn the streets up Shoutout to my cousin, y'all keep doin' his thing on the rap shit Y'all already know what it is We gon' get to this money, man Back to the buzzers movement, ya heard? Shoutout to all the family, I love y'all All the guys that supported Everybody else, all the tuckers and haters You know what you can eat, ya heard?