Lyrics
Holla like whatever all we needed was a reason
All this money they been showing they got reasons through the ceiling
All we wanted was a part, all this seeing is believing
From the jump its from the heart, pardon we wit all this breathing
All this anticipation, all this keeping this shit even
All these hands in the way when all they reaching is beneath 'em
All these plans we done made, all we see is what we keeping
All you standing in the way is only leading us to be it Bet whatever on the vision, if they get it then they on it If they don’t but they close enough to see us and adore it Let em watch from over there, let em watch and know we here
Better dreams while we up, better watches for your stares
Call it Range Rover rhythm, and may we go and get 'em
At the will of what we on, and may we blow the engines
May it be just what we want, and may it all glitter
Just the same as what we saw cause what we saw was fucking splendid
All the scenery they threw us, easy to influence
Nothing bout us changed, so you can leave us if you knew us Jumping out a Range had us dreaming to maneuver
And mu’fuckas tryna brand new us Range Rover rhythm
Corner store signature
I don’t do it for me I do it for the liquor store
Said we knew what it be Knew it what’s about
Tryna 80 thou' somethin' 'fore we out
(And all we kno is) how the sweetest dream couldn’t be anymore heinous
Promise if you sleeping you’ll see where we all aiming
Cause dreaming is all tainted, but we was on that anyway
Should’ve never offered us to get a taste
Good to enough to want it on a bigger plate
Climbing thru a kitchen tryna get a plate
Either find a way or go and drill away
Living like, 400 a pair, yea my Penny’s straight
Living like the ending was beginning with a get a way
Another day, another dollar, we just tryna get a day
And pull a whole decade within a day
Promise you my Penny straight
Straight enough to '95 Hardaway penetrate
And open up a lane if they don’t give a lane
Lanes open bigger for that Range Rover rhythm
Tryna open up the hood and put a name on that engine
If it go misunderstood, I’ll remain on my pivot
For a steering wheel draped in a vision
Hospital days, reflecting when my man laid up On a uptown hot block he got his side sprayed up I saw his life slippin', on the day in question I told him
I would’ve went wit him, thank God he ain’t listen
Reminiscing over Henny and all of them pictures
We ride around now knowing we’re probably different
And how it sounds now, know me as part of the feeling
I gave it life, muthafuck a honorable mention