"Mercedes Coupe" lyrics
Yeah
Uh
Mercedes coupe
Peace sign on the bonnet, but I came with goons
Made it out of ends, they really thought I'd make the news
Got my lady in Bottega, can't walk in my ladies boots
Let alone mine
Plain Jane, this kettle don't shine
They never got me, I'm getting on fine
Just made a killing and I'm traumatized
From bloody streets, to red carpets
Man was taught to aim for the stars, now we're the targets
Chokey 'round my neck 'cause I put my neck on the line
Hangin' by a thread, they really hung me out to dry
I turned my pain into pleasure, turned the flow into ice
When I said the future's bright, this is what it looked like
Yeah
I fell to my knees
Wishing on a star, praying God will save the streets
Yeah we had it hard, nothing worth having comes easy
Diamond in the rough, I'm droppin' gems on all my G's
Yeah, yeah, still on the same streets
Runnin' from the feds, we're just tryna chase our dreams
Tryna open doors, they tryna lock the whole team up
All them cold summers, why you think I'm on freeze?
Yeah
We came in through the exit
Extra special guest, so no my name ain't on no guest lists
Spending stupid money, I'm just glad I made investments
Ready for a rainy day, got double 'R' umbrellas
I need the top down, yeah
Poppin' bottles out a whip
They wish I was popped down
Made a hundred through the lockdown
Yeah, the money's safe, man don't even need a safe
Where I'm from, the wolves are hungry
Don't pull up, they'll pree the plate
Yeah, we was in the trap but we escaped
Had no money in my jeans but rich was in my DNA
Man, I really beat the odds, I'm glad my brudda beat his case
Went and got him in a ghost, told him all you need is faith
Yeah
I fell to my knees
Wishing on a star, praying God will save the streets
Yeah we had it hard, nothing worth having comes easy
Diamond in the rough, I'm droppin' gems on all my G's
Yeah, yeah, still on the same streets
Runnin' from the feds, we're just tryna chase our dreams
Tryna open doors, they tryna lock the whole team up
All them cold summers, why you think I'm on freeze?
(Uh, Mercedes Coupe)
Uh
Mercedes coupe
Peace sign on the bonnet, but I came with goons
Made it out of ends, they really thought I'd make the news
Got my lady in Bottega, can't walk in my ladies boots
Let alone mine
Plain Jane, this kettle don't shine
They never got me, I'm getting on fine
Just made a killing and I'm traumatized
From bloody streets, to red carpets
Man was taught to aim for the stars, now we're the targets
Chokey 'round my neck 'cause I put my neck on the line
Hangin' by a thread, they really hung me out to dry
I turned my pain into pleasure, turned the flow into ice
When I said the future's bright, this is what it looked like
Yeah
I fell to my knees
Wishing on a star, praying God will save the streets
Yeah we had it hard, nothing worth having comes easy
Diamond in the rough, I'm droppin' gems on all my G's
Yeah, yeah, still on the same streets
Runnin' from the feds, we're just tryna chase our dreams
Tryna open doors, they tryna lock the whole team up
All them cold summers, why you think I'm on freeze?
Yeah
We came in through the exit
Extra special guest, so no my name ain't on no guest lists
Spending stupid money, I'm just glad I made investments
Ready for a rainy day, got double 'R' umbrellas
I need the top down, yeah
Poppin' bottles out a whip
They wish I was popped down
Made a hundred through the lockdown
Yeah, the money's safe, man don't even need a safe
Where I'm from, the wolves are hungry
Don't pull up, they'll pree the plate
Yeah, we was in the trap but we escaped
Had no money in my jeans but rich was in my DNA
Man, I really beat the odds, I'm glad my brudda beat his case
Went and got him in a ghost, told him all you need is faith
Yeah
I fell to my knees
Wishing on a star, praying God will save the streets
Yeah we had it hard, nothing worth having comes easy
Diamond in the rough, I'm droppin' gems on all my G's
Yeah, yeah, still on the same streets
Runnin' from the feds, we're just tryna chase our dreams
Tryna open doors, they tryna lock the whole team up
All them cold summers, why you think I'm on freeze?
(Uh, Mercedes Coupe)
Writer(s): Achi Avelino, Dj Rlo, Duy Nguyen
