Fluorescent Ink (feat. Rick Ross)

As I flip through pages of my notepad
 Wow, I really wanna shine
 That's what it boils down to, real shit
 I just want my mind to be free
 Never mind if they fond of me, I've been a beast
 I recline in my seat, number nines on my feet
 Womanizer admittingly, but mind you I'm deep
 Although they inclined to critique
 Motherfuck 'em, they couldn't lace up a nigga's Chukka's
 'Cause money talk and I make them bussa's pay for discussion
 Chasing duckets, chasing dreams, got me praying for foes
 Chasing hoes, dick 'em good enough to make 'em propose
 Winning, the feeling is so incredible
 Something that's forever true, my niggas over revenue
 Little bit of Chanel, decorate your appearance
 Double C's on your purses, perfect I get the message
 Isabel Marant I get you some, you give me that
 All of my thoughts fluorescent ink, though I'm always thinking black
 Sitting back, cognac, sixty-two behind the pack
 I ain't thug, but I ain't stupid four niggas, five?, hold up
 Fire shots for the winners
 And as long as I'm delivering, this genre's gon' be winning
 Double M-G pimping, my relevance never ending
 My penmanship ain't too pretty, my ink is why they gon' feel me
 This ink is why they feel me, this ink is why they feel me
 This ink is why they feel me, Lord, this ink is why they feel me
 This ink is why they feel me, this ink is why they feel me
 Lord, this ink is why they feel me
 Double M-G, thank you, this the real me
 I got a couple old schools and some new girls
 They like old jewels and new pearls
 They obey no rules, they some rude girls
 You know the bad ones that rule the world
 They just wanna have fun and crash parties
 But when them games is over they down to ride for me
 Bonnie and Clyde story, Mick and Mallory
 A killer in them sheets, they bring that ish up out of me
 After that I sit and counting G's after G
 'Cause it's right back to these ends
 Send her on her way, tell her come back with some friends
 We can do it all again, the repetition that I like
 The reputation of a pimp
 And I do it all on him, peep the way I limp
 Pimp walk I been brought my chick, it was money well spent
 They say it's cold-blooded how I talk
 I been winning this way for years, so what if I ain't lost?
 This ink is why they feel me, this ink is why they feel me
 This ink is why they feel me, Lord, this ink is why they feel me
 This ink is why they feel me, this ink is why they feel me
 Lord, this ink is why they feel me
 Double M-G, thank you, this the real me
 Sometimes it's like
 Eyes is low, moment is perfect
 You see things brighter than you normally see
 With twenty-twenty, ya know?
 Enjoy your vice