"kansas" lyrics

(Ready?)
Oh, no, oh

Got a weight on my chest, it's a pound of the smoke
Take a flight out the way, they can't see what I'm on
If you next to me, then you down with the mob
And I'm by your side if you're right or you're wrong
Life what you make it, my nigga, come on
Go make somethin' shake then, my doggy, you on
This is my trap, you can get what you want
My closet look just like the back of the store
If you turn your back, then I'm lettin' you go
You turn to a rat, I'ma send you back home
You reach for this chain, I'ma send you to God
Black out my windows, can't see in my car
I move like a demon, she pray for Allah
She ain't ever disloyal, she keepin' her spot

Ain't no rehab for this, I'm addicted to guap
Murakami, LV, it's filled up with them knots
Stay on top of the fashion when it drop
I wipe my diamonds like they at the mosque
Hop out the Track', yes, I'm back in the penthouse
Hop on the stage, all my fans, yeah, they mosh
I got tight wrists, but shoot craps on the block
I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash
I was backseat with the fire 'bout to crash
Now it's five M's on a brand-new Patek
I been outside with some shades, no mask
I blow her mind, got my mind on the bag (Mind on the bag)

Baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah, you know (Yeah, you know)
I got chains for you, I got cash for you, yeah, for sure (Yeah, for sure)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, where you goin'? (Where you goin'?)
I got drank for me, but ain't got no chasers, no, no (No, no)

In the V12 racin', in the V12 racin', hold on
And my lifestyle brazy, and my lifestyle brazy, hold on
She gon' ride it right, she gon' ride it light, oh, woah
Pop a pink one right, you been up all night, oh, oh
Hold on, hold on

I got tight wrists, but shoot craps on the block
I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash
Hold on, hold on
I got tight wrists, but shoot craps on the block
I go as far as Kansas just to get me some cash
Hold on

Got a weight on my chest, it's a pound of the smoke
Take a flight out the way, they can't see what I'm on
If you next to me, then you down with the mob
And I'm by your side if you're right or you're wrong
Life what you make it, my nigga, come on
Go make somethin' shake then, my doggy, you on
This is my trap, you can get what you want
My closet look just like the back of the store
If you turn your back, then I'm lettin' you go
You turn to a rat, I'ma send you back home
You reach for this chain, I'ma send you to God
Black out my windows, can't see in my car
I move like a demon, she pray for Allah
She ain't ever disloyal, she keepin' her spot