Presidential Rolex

[Intro: Devo-D]



These are what dreams are made of

We knew it from the start

I want it all tonight, so I'm



[Hook: 4x]

Riding through the city, hi-beams on

Pre-Presidential Roley with them fly things on



[Verse 1: Jay Storm]



Now let me get my ride on

Starring at her with that what you got on?

Star shining gotta leave them Rhinestones

Ain't no filter, keep that picture on that iPhone, I got ya mind blown

And I double tap if I want to, running rap when I want to

Call me Russell Walker, cause a n***a got him a Krush Groove

A little something that thugs do, your saying your a dime

Theo Roose on that fine, as I creep up from behind

Couple pennies on that dollar, as we're cruising through that Lincoln tunnel

That George Washington bridge is how you leave the hustle

Growing up, half a dollar, couldn't see a buck

JFK, I touch down, and start re-ing up,

I know the hustlers who ain't never leave the country

Doing currency exchange, I ain't fuckin with your brain

I'm just showing you the game, and them sparkles look like fireworks

Don't ever try to second something that you aren't trying first, like



[Hook: 4x]

Riding through the city, hi-beams on

Pre-Presidential Roley with them fly things on



[Verse 2: Kepstar]



Picture me balling, riding through the city

'96 like I am Biggie, nobody is fucking with me

You crazy you think you got it, my weakest 16 will body you

Talking to somebody that this is more than a hobby to

Hoodie sleeves rolled up good wood and gold rolex

Tour buses driving me away from what I know best

Feeling like Obama on Election Day, Victory

You were making moves, yea we were making history

The end is near, roll the credits let me carry on

They wanted hits fuck it I'm Barry Bonds

Your staring at a legend to be

But what I feel isn't something I expect y'all to see

Whatever, I'm in a Bentley and its 40 degrees

The top down but we warming the seats, I'm living my dream

Winning off tracks we been killing

You can tell by how the champagne spilling, riding through the city



[Bridge: Devo-D]



These are what dreams are made of

We knew it from the start

I want it all tonight, so I'm



[Hook: 4x]

Riding through the city, hi-beams on

Pre-Presidential Roley with them fly things on



[Verse 3: Sho-Biz]



I'm yelling baby I'm a gawd, G-A-W-D

Got your bitch up in my two seat, bumping feeling on yo' booty

How ironic they get pissed when they see they bitch turn groupie

Cheerio flow every n***a inside of my circle loopy

Milk the game for what it's worth, stack that cake Ms. Butterworth

Hoping that shit pans out before they put me in a hearse

Put my eggs in one basket, I'mma let (omelet) ya eat

Bringing home the bacon going ham on every beat

Red Cup, white bitches, hopping in that blue coupe

Couple n***as cripped-up, couple n***as su-woop

Purple in their Styrofoam nah this shit ain't prune juice

Everything a green light don't let me let them goons loose

New Rich America treat me like the Mayor

Never read the news but we up early for that paper

Tryna make a million and spend it with my team

Never sleep busy chasing that young n***a dream



[Hook: 4x]:

Riding through the city, hi-beams on

Pre-Presidential Roley with them fly things on