Lyrics French Montana

French Montana

Old Man Wildin'

What I grow so gross it make you sick

My last couple wins came by forfeit

You not inside the same league as us

I had to say a pray for the evil eye

One life to live two bitches rolling

Took the dirty money had to barcode it

Fuck the talent when you God gifted

Coupe lows how we stay lifted

Shorty want time tryna buy the right watch

Danny Garcia by the rope white fox

And yeah homie we don't sleep

Love still the same even though we don't speak

Montana Coke boy behind the scene like Corleone

Mami love me and canaries like Romeo

Prince of NY word to Jesus

Ciroc cut the check fuck the Grey Goose

Christopher Walker bumping Christopher king of New York

Trust your dog on the stand with a murder

He fresh out the can keep his hand off the burner

Watch the turn up

Miss Gladys been a pusher you can ask Malice

Mobb Deep nigga wreak some havoc

Yeah homie we don't sleep

Brown diamonds for them suckas tryna shit on me

Hope you bleed like us

Running through them towns have 3 licenses

Took a pill stood 3 nights up

You ain't like us

Tri-polar they gon say that money made me wild

High roller throw a million dollars in the crowd

G'd up flying through the clouds

Only God get higher than I and a pilot couldn't get flyer than I

Desire got fire in his eyes and his stomach

Just wait until you get what you got coming

What the greedy think

I turn City bank to Diddy bank

And I don't care about your piggy bank

You a silly boy I'm a billi boy

I ain't gotta touch you get one of my young Philly boys

Harlem Renaissance

Upper Echelon

Check right of the nigga they coming check up on

Nigga please we spend Gs in the restaurant

7 on the entree 3 on the dessert ask for the job cause you know you need to wizzurk

You know me you know we don't sleep like I was there at the Carter for the Nino speech

Rothstein and casino reach with no ginger

Everybody copying my style is infringement

You know me you know we don't sleep like I was there at the Carter for the Nino speech

Rothstein and casino reach with no ginger

Everybody copying my style is infringement

Yeah, kill shit and get the same time Max B got

Cause dude with these colorful chains rap peacocks

As far as the game I was in it I represent it

Way back when heroin became a epidemic

And the feds are dead at least a certain percentage

Only hurting your image

Your whole life's a gimmick

And we can't click cause you all petty

I done told y'all I'm heavy like New York Freddy

It's an honor to meet him a pleasure to speak with him

Trunk full of champagne bottles with leak in em

Street value say it's a million in each of em

Contracts in the hood ain't no breach in em

Yeah, the profit is tremendous

But the gossip is still endless

No way you can offend us

Parties with Madonna in attendance

Wow