Текст песни I Got It Made

I ain't a buyer, I'm a supplier, numero uno
My rims match the Porsche, my car plan uno
Now I understand I got to give this speech
My old click mayonnaise, real quick to squeeze
No leeches or maggots, them specialist niggas running

Far spitting bar for far, I'd like to speak to these youngsters
Most of them soft, all the robbing and killing ain't close to fam
Talking ' them niggas known for that
20 gram mule with a leather strap, you rob me, enough of that
Think if I win at least you know what I got
She get away then bring your arms back holding my watch
Talented, gifted ain't the word, ex jack boys still in the shop lifting birds
An ideal verb, Spielberg, how I paint a portrait
I don't stunt on my fam, I stunt on who can't afford itTorch - I Got It Made - http://ru.motolyrics.com/torch/i-got-it-made-lyrics.html
Make 'em taste it, never settle for basics
Yeah, I made it, but compared to Gates, I ain't got it major
My major finance is in the school of hard knocks
Limbo, is balling till my heart stops
Benz buy your balling and they hard top
Oh, I got the tart drop, haters wanna call the cops
Bad bitches see me, they just wanna ride
I be cool with it, baby, I just wanna slide
Pulling panties to the side, change the whole perspective
Make it hard for whoever you're having sex with
You ain't old, man nothing in life ain't free
Death by suffocation, tough, no AC
Torch, turning the heat on you suckers
Yeah, I got it made, bitch