Liva Solo

[Verse: Ab-Liva] The dope game, I'm a [?], old habits die hard So when I hear prices my pulse starts racin' [?] get the order, tryna dig a [?] cross the border I got it for dirt cheap sliced then you peeled [?] Then I mold and I shape some like pottery art The powder [?] It starts to trickle down, it’s amazing I tower the sport, Lebron James with the 'caine The king's crowned the full court Panoramic view in a swing [?] is vision I get a size of the bag mine [?] movement, flagmine Feet I never dragged mine move work through the [?] Got it from the Spaniard You youngins step on it like rag time [?] You should feel lucky like shamrocks [?] [?] I never lacked Had the baddest bitches to watch the cars The roofs is off, hard-tops custom [?] But the coupe is off, the sun is shining the jewels is out Musical players [?] The haters are silent and God is smiling' I’m too strong, I’m writin' it in a song Three lefts make a right I’m too right to be wrong Right in my zone, I’m writin' my songs I was born in the struggle and strength Now I’m the [?] and rewriting my life, I'm Chris Gardner You tap dancing like Jim Crow, I'm Jim Brown Black panther power but Jim's glow [?] airborne, I’m cracking the window In the trunk I got a brick [?] so holla at me