Chevys And Space Ships (Stalley)

I be driftin on some other ish Tryin to make money, I'm on my Southern ish But quietly I'm tryin to be where the money is Between Chevy's and them Spaceships is what I'm dying for, but I'm in to hatin shit Like whack rappers and boppin chicks Tryin to shake pockets be on some mockin ish All types of birds in this dirty game So I keep a couple wolves with some sturdy aim Be my mobbin ish Hittin targets from miles away But usually, this side of my mind is cooped up But it's out today and it's driftin Z28 with the shift and Chevy doors lift and I'm showin out, no more holdin out And half these niggas don't know what to talk about So they blabbin out, as far as confidence and throwin bars My content goes beyond stars Super stardom, Post-pardon Emo Joggin, it's all Hardy Har when It's laughter in the air So I puff the shisher blow the smoke in the air And watch through the clouds all these problems disappear As the ashes fall to the side along with these spheres They say this type of wisdom comes with years And I'm wise behind mine, A cold nigga A Red Diamond out the coal mine, Newly found So hold time, as I hold mine down Prince became King, tell em they can give me my crown NOW Listen people are you ready?