Letra de ' Burbs ' de NAV

Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lifts be scrapin' the curb (skrrt)
I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (get)
Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd
Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs
Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt
Pour a deuce in a fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup
Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp
Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on do not disturb

You could try me if you want, but the last one died and got put on a shirt
I been in the game seven years, but I was high, so it's all a blur
Got right, I'm gettin' a lot, but I still ain't get what I deserve
Lost a watch, it cost me so damn much, thank God I had it insured
These racks too big, can't fold up, in a trackhawk, doin' donuts
They pay me to be a loner, just a young life full of stoners
Take a g6 and I blast off, when I fuck, I'm rubbin' her mask out
You get touched from how I manage, told myself: I'm doin' damage

Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lifts be scrapin' the curb (skrrt)
I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (get)
Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd
Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs
Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt
Pour a deuce in a fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup
Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp
Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on do not disturb

Love up, thank God, Jesus
Turn my phone. Swen it up
And you & me, my fans! (Nav's)