Pusha T - Lunch Money lyrics

[Hook] Yeah, I'm taking n***as' lunch money Too bad, I was f**ing hungry Real n***as don't notice you I'm the only dopeboy quotable [Verse 1] Pocket get me everything I want Riding 'round with Miguel Cotto in the trunk What I'm cooking in the kitchen, n***as Bobby Brown, New Edition, n***as What I'm wearing in this blizzard, n***a Mink, leather or it's lizard, n***a St. Laurent, I'm in all layers The mannequin to you ballplayers Shout out my Mac 11 monster Grew up on Nintendo playing Contra And though that n***a only 5'9 100 bodies on his timeline What's the price of success? Lost my b**h, bought a chef The 911 cost 211 Watch looking like a j**eler's heaven Hottest 7, I'm so alive Your bank account Swiss, n***a, so is mine This is crime by design If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind [Hook] [Verse 2] Mami tryna land a Sinatra So she don't f** n***as with Apple watches Cause Rolex shopping is more exciting Shout out to dopeboy LED 16 swipers Howard homecoming kingpins Movie on my neck with the screen gems Me and my n***a havin' bottle wars 40 thousand on the floor when them bottles pour Spill, n***a, a Blu Ray to your DVD You might've caught me on TMZ Cameo tryna sue a n***a f** 'em, cause I party hard like it's three of me America's still abusing us and 9/11 is the Ku Klux So why wouldn't I fire back when everyday a n***a shooting us? True enough, I'm out of line You better stand for something before you out of time This is crime by design If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind [Hook]