Текст песни Authentic - Alex Cross

When you keep it authentic, they feel it
Change the continent, can't spell the city
Drop some content and show how I'm living
51st floor, you live life a lil different
Watching exotic fill up vaulted ceilings
Fuck up a bag on some designer linen
Got used to this cash, ain't been broke in a minute
Can't pick up the phone, know I'm booked and I'm busy
Mama praying her baby boy slow down
We can go clip for clip, who got more rounds
Say I ain't shit but look up when she low down
The way she throw it back make me show out
It's Carlito and Cross, who got more sounds
And I slide five percent through the city
Keep a Glock on me incase it go down

I can pop it but I keep low profile
Know she mine if she got some white toes out
Only fuck with my kind, no white hoes aloud
Mind ya business stop sticking ya nose out
Made a ten, put it up
Didn't make noise bout it
When I switch up the states
Bring the toys out it
Put a dub on the Knicks then I hit it
Look how money changed my whole predicament
From the M, its white bricks when we kick it
He thirsty, raise the price on the ticket
She slurp it when she find out you litty
Reverse it
Hear it beep, this the big one
Splurging, I been up since a lil one
He nervous, throwing up
He the sick one
Boy you know I got options
Pick one
They know I got exotic, come get one
Gotta keep it authentic, I'm slick son

When you keep it authentic, they feel it
Change the continent, can't spell the city
Drop some content and show how I'm living
51st floor, you live life a lil different
Watching exotic fill up vaulted ceilings
Fuck up a bag on some designer linen
Got used to this cash, ain't been broke in a minute
Can't pick up the phone, know I'm booked and I'm busy
Mama praying her baby boy slow down
We can go clip for clip, who got more rounds
Say I ain't shit but look up when she low down
The way she throw it back make me show out
It's Carlito and Cross, who got more sounds
And I slide five percent through the city
Keep a Glock on me incase it go down

Act like you wit the shit, but fuck with pigs
Get yo shit blowed down
Make hoes lose they wig
They sit my fit, threaded, sowed down
Putting licks on the net
Police ain't miss it
Take that post down
Jewelry on my neck
These diamonds freezing, Jeezy, snowed down
50 bow nigga ain't sold to the city
I'm really living, ain't posing for pictures
Can't leave the trackers, I'm pinching the pension
They don't know where I'm at yeah I chose not to mention
Up that lil pole and he froze in his britches
Hit that boy in his nose, bet he come to his senses
I kept it real yeah I did my due diligence
Two things I'm gripping, this Glock and these benjis
These niggas don't get it

When you keep it authentic, they feel it
Change the continent, can't spell the city
Drop some content and show how I'm living
51st floor, you live life a lil different
Watching exotic fill up vaulted ceilings
Fuck up a bag on some designer linen
Got used to this cash, ain't been broke in a minute
Can't pick up the phone, know I'm booked and I'm busy
Mama praying her baby boy slow down
We can go clip for clip, who got more rounds
Say I ain't shit but look up when she low down
The way she throw it back make me show out
It's Carlito and Cross, who got more sounds
And I slide five percent through the city
Keep a Glock on me incase it go down