Toast

I wanna make a toast Toast to us all getting rich And not losing our fucking minds I'm loved by the whores, in suicide doors The games in my pores, I'm related to the moors Shit you never seen, what I copped from them stores What you niggas worth, I done spent on the floors But less on the chain, brands with a name Splurge for the pain, i was blessed with the brain Talk wit OG's, they invested in Cain And did a little time, now they ashamed Keys in the trunk shit, he lived on the road Now he can't retire, off the work that he sold When the feds came, he was left in the cold His bitch was a snake, ain't a trait that she showed He ain't see it till the bid, they never had a kid Met a pimp round the way, sold the cars and the crib Sick in his cell, can't believe what she did And blew all the cash, for a while did it big It coulda been the cars, or the mall did it She was post to live, not ball wit it Having trips outta town, Mardi Gras wit it Caught the charge, took the fall wit Yeah She would sniff up a key, Black and Hispanic her name was Mari She moved to the V, and paid up the fee Then she started looking bad this around 93 He was free 98, since then he was straight Don't miss the life, wish he saved all his cake His bitch was a fraud, shoulda known she would skate. Shoulda left with moms, he'd out by the lake. Now he in debt, tryna live with regret. A smile on his face, when he talk and reflect I'm hearing all the game, all the cause and effect It could change in a blink, how you ride and you wreck Critiques from a chick, that was hard to accept I was living foul, but she got me correct I ain't saying that I'm righteous, but tamed all the vices Shit going left, had me thinking where my life is I'm seeing how it go, moving wit my head Save a little bread, staying 5 years ahead betting on the p's, and I'm eating on the spread Meeting with the team, couldn't tell you what was said It's all confidential, fam what I'm Into You wouldn't understand, it would fuck wit your mental Shit that i seen, places i went to Kept to myself, ain't a soul I could vent to Hearing through the vent/ nigga's saying what i spent They said they made a killing/ They just catching an attempt I know this shit is dirty, like the Water out in flint