Designer Minks

Verse 1

Oh.... they don’t kno-o-ow, what’s real or fake,

Rockin’ designer furs, got too much on my plate.

Fix your face, boy, for the hustlas at the gate,

Late night grind.... yeah, that’s how we elevate.

Verse 2

Why you mad tho? Don’t let it get to your head,

From head to toe, drippin’ gold, like it’s blood I bled.

You see the grind, but you ain’t seen the pain,

Wearin’ these designer furs.... just to hide the rain.

Verse 3

Oh.... they don’t kno-o-ow, why we fight this game,

Repariere dein Gesicht, for the ones who scream your name.

It’s midnight now, perfect time to lay it down,

While they sleepin’... we wearin’ the hustler crown.

Verse 4

Why you trippin’, bruh? Your envy too loud,

For the hustlas, we movin’ in the shadow of the crowd.

From head to toe, I shine like I’m born for this,

Money don’t change me.... but it’s hard to resist.

Verse 5

Oh.... they don’t kno-o-ow, what’s the price we pay,

Designer furs and chains, just a front every day.

Fix your face, man, you ain’t on this lane,

Why you mad at me?.... Hustlin’ to numb the pain.