Mahogany Walls

[Intro]

(Conductor)

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh

(Con— Con—)

Okay, okay

Uh-huh, uh, yeah

(Conductor)

How you want it? My Dunks twenty-two hundred

My varsity was a ten, mahogany-colored Benz, uh (Woo)

Uh, uh (Okay)

How you want it? My—

[Verse 1]

Uh, how you want it? My Dunks twenty-two hundred

My varsity was a ten (Ah), mahogany-colored Benz (Ah)

Incentivize the impact with this pen of mine

You can't minimize what happen when a hero gets villainized (Talk to 'em)

Play with us, you get penalized (Uh-huh)

Shoot up your weed trap and his rental ride, it hurts your enterprise (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

The Zoloft and Abilify

Couldn't subside what I feel inside, shit (Woo)

Five-kilo Cuban, my neck hurt

My niggas pulling up with mops to do the wet work (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

Dudes in the comments like, "Thеir old shit is the best work"

Who the fuck madе you the expert, huh?

My little homie died from a fent Perc'

I cried 'til my chest hurt, shit (Damn)

Me and West work like Tyler and Sweatshirt

Give a fuck about the fame, give me the check first (Ha)

[Chorus]

Uh, felt like I was gon' be in the dope game forever

My bitch stayed down, now it's Bottega whenever

Eighteen for the coke, brick of cocaine for the leather

We gon' reign forever, nigga (Woo)

[Verse 2]

How you want it? My Dunks twenty-two hundred (Ah)

My varsity was a ten, pardon me as I win (Talk to 'em)

I'm a menace

Pistol whip a rapper, fuck up his veneers, send him back to the dentist (Hahaha)

We the biggest, uh, the deal's at least seven digits

Plus incentives (What else?), bitch, I'm vintage

Ferrari SUV when I drive up (Uh-huh)

I hopped out with the Daytona, eye of the tiger (Mm)

And yellow Geigers

Free my brother, that was my sniper (Free my dog)

Nigga, we been thuggin' since diapers (Uh-huh)

FN bullets hittin' your Cyber, uh (Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, brr, brr)

Fed parole, still fuckin' with the bowl

Penthouse, two white bitches fuckin' with they nose (Sniff)

Them niggas on tour, I hope they comin' with they pole

I push the button, it's twenty niggas comin' to they shows, nigga (Brr)

[Chorus]

Uh, felt like I was gon' be in the dope game forever

My bitch stayed down, now it's Bottega whenever

Eighteen for the coke, brick of cocaine for the leather

We gon' reign forever, nigga

[Outro: J Batters]

Uh, I'm heaven-sent, but been through hell

Feds came, I stayed solid, that's rare now, these niggas tell

Have 'em be careful, they drop dimes, no wishin' wells

Couldn't hit in a row, they did it low, so wish 'em well

Nightmares of crack pots and digi' scales

And how we ran up them blacks out in 2012

We must've chopped up an opry, twenty nights in the mail

And that was about in dirt season, birdbaths and street bail

Love for my daughter, that's what keep me sane

Still fightin' to free the chains, we gon' live to walk when the seasons change

Look in my eyes, you can see the pain

Heart stopped that day it came, like Hamlin, I had leave the game

Look, it ain't no sense in playin' with your life

You know there can't be no domestic when they say you whippin' white

VVSs in them Oysters, Rollie faces with the ice

Big chains on, you know we had them chances in the light

Nobody safe, you could be exposed

Since you rat, I have them goons outside when you leave the shows

My young boy got more hits than Peter Roll

No gambling, he empty that clip and then reload

And when we don't cop fish, he better eat pork

That microwave was doin' the trick, leave the stove

And me and Hot got caught OT, but then he told

Can't stand cops, I had one wish, it's free the bros

Big Mike