Tommy Mas - Thousand Dollar Gym Shoes lyrics

[Hook - Meyham Lauren] Thousand dollar gym shoes, it's us there Silk headwraps in a plush bag, it's us there You can catch us up in Mr. Chow's often Brand name d** that we flossin', Marvel [Verse 1 - Meyham Lauren] Peep the visual Fly sh** 40 years back Mink to the floor, hoppin' out of Cadillac Gators match the whip, hammers attached to hip That's how my father move with honor on the Harlem strip Fast forward I design, grime prime time Let my mind intertwine with the skyline Respectable, intellectual, but love shine So everyday I try to win this, in my bloodline Love crime negative sh**, I'm quick to go legit Just give me something legal, not evil, that I can flip New York is foul, will greet you with a Desert Eagle rip Shooters for hire, quick to fire for a half a zip And f** a gla**, that's sh**'s the past Use a carafe to sip Transporters on a boat with coke inside a plastic hip "How to Be a Stupid n***a" is the cla** we skipped Divy up after a flip and hit strippers with cash we split [Hook] [Verse 2 - Action Bronson] Spin blaster on the four, I'm from New York We crash the sport just for sport Dressed for court, bless the Lord Drink chammy out of Prince's Grammy My beard wavy like Sandy Full moon, howlin' with the headdress Push a Beamer like a bench press One leg up, rockin' some red sweats Bedspreads with African models on them Open they p**y, put a bottle in it for them b**hes jump in my balls like a McDonald's park I'm at the forum, stacking paper, plural If we were locked up, we'd move the ? You'd be abused for oral And just continue as if things were normal Not a peep, my people drive a lot of Jeeps A bunch of creeps, cannons hidden under seats Sell salmon, so my son can eat Trying to have a little taste of this life until I'm underneath It's me