Alto (feat. Devin the Dude & Rae Khalil)

Big Smokes

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup

Brooklyn

What they say

This shit live, flavor in your ear

How high? Too high, meet me in the air

Sold out with Red and Meth, ten thousand in the stash

Hold up, I used to dream of days like this on the 2 train

Packs in my knapsack, smellin' up the whole thing

Please ash before you pass it, boom bang

Higher than a balcony, baby, I need the whole thing

Penthouse suite, floor to ceilin' windows

A big ol' freak, she only fuck with winners

I need me a percent of everything, y'all steal it

She say it's an event when I hit the kitty

Might hotbox the whip like B-Real was in it

I had a dream, feelin' lucid, every word I meant it

We put the hood name on our back, I'm used to heavy liftin'

The pressure turned that shit to diamonds, now it's fine to live in

They tryna figure how I did it, how I done ascended

How a nigga really livin' like he said he did it

How I paint these pictures like I'm Kara Walker vivid

Not too specific on them phones 'cause you know they listenin'

And watch them niggas that's close by

You 'cause you know they switchin'

This Biscotti hittin' long, no Scottie Pippen, baow

Designer dripped in, this an Eric Aar production

The art is sufferin', gotta put your heart in nothin'

Zip it up, ooh

I don't need no nigga smokin' my trees, yeah, yeah

I was up 'fore I lit my spliff

I know there's more for me, but I'm thankful for this

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Took hard work and sacrifice

I still practice twice before I catch a flight

To stay on point, from a joint to a fat suite

Stretch my money like athletes at a track meet

Pack heat in the backstreets, that's me

Nah, rapper-slash-actor, please someone cast me

Dedicate myself, I medicate myself

Stay away from hard drugs, I'll never hate myself

Make my wealth just like any man does

That's when I can, 'cause I don't have all the answers yet

But I bet if I was a gambler

The baby would get the new pair of shoes and the Pampers

Like Freddie Sanford, I'ma keep collectin'

Park the old red truck and make a new selection

'Cause with me, there's no second guessin'

If it ain't progression, then it's out the question

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I don't keep no counterfeit around me, uh

I was nice 'fore I ever dropped bars, hey

I'm givin' my life and I'm thankful for it, yeah