Blvd Juice - Style Ain't Free Lyrics

F*ck paying for the studio I still live downstairs from Julio
Hood life, thug paradise like Coolio
Truly though, I just want you to know
Fans in Japan and they play me like Yu-Gi-Yoh, who you know
Back at it with the cinematic movie flow
Jazz playing in the back, Rick Rubio
Shit spooky though, cause Juice ain't a New Jack
But shit I'm back with the crack like pookie though
Truth be told ain't no stopping me five
I'm plotting on double properties monopoly size
Cali flowers in my blunt shits broccoli size
Dealing with the fake love you know I got to be high
Next nigga out the city bro it got to be I
Wish they would've clipped the shooter before he got to B.I.
Maybe then the whole rap game would be more real
Don't blame me I'm just saying what we all feel
Bucket seats in the V got the Dior feel
But I'm so hood when I'm good ain't no Dior still
Just butter Timbs and Air Force
Aviator leathers like we in the Air Force
Fly nigga, yeah of course
I was trying to steer a course, they leaned my jet
But they ain't know about this almighty team I rep
Had to iron out the wrinkles with the steam I pressed
Where you been? I don't know doing my thing I guess
I mean it ain't hard to tell I'm in a league of my own
That means can't no other king take a seat at my throne
Tried to tell niggas we could go and eat on the road
But my connect from the block keep ringing my phone I'm like yo...