Lyrics Wire Season 7 - GEE$

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like
Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights
They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight
I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

I was born for the camera action stage lights
Y'all niggas rookies, niggas can't get over stage fright
Keep my grass low to avoid them snake bites
Kill my competition, send em to they grave site

I got my main chick but I got like eight types
Cute, sophisticated, hood enoughp to play dice
I was hard headed, made the same mistake twice
Politic with hustlers right before I pay price

Got a new connect, we celebrate by blazing up the fire
Now I got a leading role in season seven of The Wire
I was tryna build my clientele when I was just a minor
Open 24-7, I call it a diner

These niggas set the bar low, I'm holding it higher
It's a free world, you can get all you desire
The latest whips, newest kicks and all the designer
I paint a picture so vivid to only inspire

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like
Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights
They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight
I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like
Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights
They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight
I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

You need a membership to roll over here, my dear
Flyer than them other boys, you know I steer that leer
Niggas scared to take risks, heart filled with fear
Them obstacles that I face, bitch, I'm still in here

All that fake love, just save it, nigga, real is real
For anyone that I love, I will kill it, will
Love the game, love the hustle, trust I feel the thrill
I might break a little sweat, but it's still a drill

I save all my highlight material just for the fourth
But I got no competition, I really just love the sport
Used to seem like every other month I would end up in court
Business is business, me and the plug had a great rapport

I'm the same ole G since we was sitting on the porch
No wasting time with a bitch, she can say the back and forth
Like Tommy with the power, I will send it back with force
I see the finish line so I gotta mash the Porsche

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like
Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights
They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight
I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights

Taste test the dope, tell me what it taste like
Ain't had no sleep been grinding for the last eight nights
They on the bandwagon but we finna take flight
I see the haters cameras right below my brake lights