So Far Ahead Songtext
von Clipse & Pharrell Williams
So Far Ahead Songtext
They don′t know what it is when I'm on it
But once they figure it out, I don′t want it
So far ahead, you niggas are behind
Behind
You can't see it from where you sitting (shit)
But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is
So far ahead (so far), you nigga are behind
Behind
Swerving through the lane, serving niggas cane, still ain't never hit a pothole
If I was Brittney Griner, I′ma need Obama, only one to swap is Chapo
Furthest from the streets, Monica, Denise, good bitches fuck with Rocco′s
Put 'em in them cars, hanging out with stars, now it′s hard to tell they not hos (whoo)
Your co-defendant claim immunity, it was you and he, how'd you not know?
Unless he leaving court in a Bentley Sport, just to meet you on a yacht, though
Understand the art of war, all my niggas draw, so we all Picassos
Me just being me, respect to PnB, I prolly never eat at Roscoe′s
Million ways to live, million ways to die, millions stuffed in an auto
Million ways to wash it, million ways to stop it, pray for me 'cause we not, though
Best believe, I can whip a Christmas Eve with some work in a hot stove
They done took it all, praying that he fall, no more questions ′bout Gestapo
They don't know what it is when I'm on it
But once they figure it out, I don′t want it
So far ahead, you niggas are behind
Behind
Niggas tried to sneeze at the blessing
"How could I just leave?" was the question
Whistle-blowers left me no choice, ain′t no referees up in Heaven
No mistaking me for the reverend, ushering the money, my confession
How your pastor whip a Rolls-Royce? That was me pre-911
Look at me post-Armageddon, walking with my dog, I am legend
The grass is greener on each side, I done been both Mason Betha's
I done been at both intersections, I done pulled Ocean 11s
Even when the well ran dry, I done raised quotes in the desert
Tried to hide the dope in the message, like we did the coke in the Lexus
Same hands I used to whip work, see me turn ′em both into blessings
AMG the spokes for the extras, only way to cope with the pressure
When you feel you in too deep, let God take the wheel like a Tesla
They don't know what it is when I′m on it
But once they figure it out, I don't want it
So far ahead, you niggas are behind
Behind
You can′t see it from where you sitting (shit)
But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is
So far ahead (so far), you nigga are behind
Behind
But once they figure it out, I don′t want it
So far ahead, you niggas are behind
Behind
You can't see it from where you sitting (shit)
But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is
So far ahead (so far), you nigga are behind
Behind
Swerving through the lane, serving niggas cane, still ain't never hit a pothole
If I was Brittney Griner, I′ma need Obama, only one to swap is Chapo
Furthest from the streets, Monica, Denise, good bitches fuck with Rocco′s
Put 'em in them cars, hanging out with stars, now it′s hard to tell they not hos (whoo)
Your co-defendant claim immunity, it was you and he, how'd you not know?
Unless he leaving court in a Bentley Sport, just to meet you on a yacht, though
Understand the art of war, all my niggas draw, so we all Picassos
Me just being me, respect to PnB, I prolly never eat at Roscoe′s
Million ways to live, million ways to die, millions stuffed in an auto
Million ways to wash it, million ways to stop it, pray for me 'cause we not, though
Best believe, I can whip a Christmas Eve with some work in a hot stove
They done took it all, praying that he fall, no more questions ′bout Gestapo
They don't know what it is when I'm on it
But once they figure it out, I don′t want it
So far ahead, you niggas are behind
Behind
Niggas tried to sneeze at the blessing
"How could I just leave?" was the question
Whistle-blowers left me no choice, ain′t no referees up in Heaven
No mistaking me for the reverend, ushering the money, my confession
How your pastor whip a Rolls-Royce? That was me pre-911
Look at me post-Armageddon, walking with my dog, I am legend
The grass is greener on each side, I done been both Mason Betha's
I done been at both intersections, I done pulled Ocean 11s
Even when the well ran dry, I done raised quotes in the desert
Tried to hide the dope in the message, like we did the coke in the Lexus
Same hands I used to whip work, see me turn ′em both into blessings
AMG the spokes for the extras, only way to cope with the pressure
When you feel you in too deep, let God take the wheel like a Tesla
They don't know what it is when I′m on it
But once they figure it out, I don't want it
So far ahead, you niggas are behind
Behind
You can′t see it from where you sitting (shit)
But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is
So far ahead (so far), you nigga are behind
Behind
Writer(s): Gene Thornton, Pharrell Williams, Terrence Thornton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
