Solitaire Baguettes
[Hook: Forest Myles]
Lost in myself, cost end in wealth
Wealth end in debt, debt end in stress
Stress never fails when you're running out of breath
Thats when you see people do some shit for self respect
Nikes don't give checks, wifey don't get blessed
I feel so alone if I'm not flossing wit' the set
Plus my nigga told me he got karats up on deck
So you go buy a chain caressed in diamonds for yo neck
Solitaire Baguettes, nigga what's next
All I seem to think about is Solitaire Baguettes
Can't be seen in cubans 'cause they look like all the rest
Need my tennis bracelet filled with solitaire baguettes

[Verse 1: Forest Myles]
That be how he flex, both arms in the air that's how he flex
Those ain't diamonds round his neck those are solitaire baguettes (get it right nigga)
Want a GS Lex he can't fit these in no Rollie or Patek
These are strictly just to match his knew Piguet
Car note ain't been paid best believe he finna flex
He gon' walk outside house lookin to dress, you know he gon look his best its a mess
You trying too hard my nih'
You lying to brauds my nih'
Thirty- five miles for nigga pies
You lying to Claude my nih'
Why you think they ahead of you?
I think money got the best of you
Put the pride to the side, homie figure out how you can be a better you
You don't think Similac more important than the clubs you be chillin at
You could least get a job at What-a-burger flipping burgers tryna flip it back
You could even sell dope, weed, heroin, coke
Sedatives come next week, Lean, pills more coke
We don't need more niggas locked up tryna satisfy the broke
We dont need one time fake watching over niggas like the pope
We need our wealth back
We need ourselves back
We need Malcolm X back, we need Falcons Vick back
Middle finger to the fans down the sideline Michael Vick back
We need Huey P back, we need you and me back
We need all the vets back, we need Mr. West back
See a bird catch a bird flyin' by niggas intercept that, but he's
[Hook: Forest Myles]
Lost in his self, cost end in wealth
Wealth end in debt, debt end in stress
Stress never fails when you're running out of breath
Thats when you see people do some shit for self respect
Nikes don't give checks, wifey don't get blessed
I feel so alone if I'm not flossing wit' the set
Plus my nigga told me he got karats up on deck
So you go buy a chain caressed in diamonds for yo neck
Solitaire Baguettes, nigga what's next
All I seem to think about is Solitaire Baguettes
Can't be seen in cubans 'cause they look like all the rest
Need my tennis bracelet filled with solitaire baguettes, nih

(Forest Myles: Broke niggas gotta eat too, Yadig)