How was that junk sounding
I tried to tell you I'ma win
Had some premonitions with my friends
We the only ones balling in the end
Jumping off the fence
Like 12 right behind me with the shits
I've been on a long road, on my kid
Look at what we did
My history had music on the list
Ancestors the been guiding me to gifts
Manifested shit straight from my lips
Haters on my tip
They just want a nigga rising to slip, I'm like "nah nigga"
Skinny nigga, dreams of getting bigger
I've been full sending shit, hope it delivered
Balling, ain't no "pick-up"
All my niggas solid, they ain't switch up
Tryna put some Hancock's on some pictures
Toast up with my niggas
Lighting up some trees, Merry Christmas
I'm a role model, studied Nipsey's independence
Emotions they be bottled, I pour it out in some scriptures
And I hope it works out in the end, no fitness
My nigga
Yea
For real man
Flowers, you really f*cking em' up
Look
Look
Now motherf*cker round 2
Bout' to see them birds, you'll get bruised
Niggas got a lot to say, not in my shoes
You got it confused
See I ain't on the block or up in school, I'm investing in my tools so Moms can move
Near water like a cruise
Link up and rondevu
I'm up, like alley pop
I'm up, like Cali fumes
I'm Big Sean with the moves
Don't get shocked like Pikachu
When the crew start making moves
Can't tell me I'ma lose
If we keep the pocket full
And the knowledge I consume
They trash bring a broom
I can take ya whole group
Wolfy solo like a troop
Wolfy's kinda like a co-op
Two players, one room
I'll give you two like coupe
At ya top like a swoosh
Sorta kinda like Juice
Make ya whole body loose
Done had to make it clear like Goose
I'm inside for the two
Know you better make some room
Or I'll bring you to your doom
They Damon they a fool, if they ain't f*cking witchu'
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How was that junk sounding
I tried to tell you I'ma win
Had some premonitions with my friends
We the only ones balling in the end
Jumping off the fence
Like 12 right behind me with the shits
I've been on a long road, on my kid
Look at what we did
My history had music on the list
Ancestors the been guiding me to gifts
Manifested shit straight from my lips
Haters on my tip
They just want a nigga rising to slip, I'm like "nah nigga"
Skinny nigga, dreams of getting bigger
I've been full sending shit, hope it delivered
Balling, ain't no "pick-up"
All my niggas solid, they ain't switch up
Tryna put some Hancock's on some pictures
Toast up with my niggas
Lighting up some trees, Merry Christmas
I'm a role model, studied Nipsey's independence
Emotions they be bottled, I pour it out in some scriptures
And I hope it works out in the end, no fitness
My nigga
Yea
For real man
Flowers, you really f*cking em' up
Look
Look
Now motherf*cker round 2
Bout' to see them birds, you'll get bruised
Niggas got a lot to say, not in my shoes
You got it confused
See I ain't on the block or up in school, I'm investing in my tools so Moms can move
Near water like a cruise
Link up and rondevu
I'm up, like alley pop
I'm up, like Cali fumes
I'm Big Sean with the moves
Don't get shocked like Pikachu
When the crew start making moves
Can't tell me I'ma lose
If we keep the pocket full
And the knowledge I consume
They trash bring a broom
I can take ya whole group
Wolfy solo like a troop
Wolfy's kinda like a co-op
Two players, one room
I'll give you two like coupe
At ya top like a swoosh
Sorta kinda like Juice
Make ya whole body loose
Done had to make it clear like Goose
I'm inside for the two
Know you better make some room
Or I'll bring you to your doom
They Damon they a fool, if they ain't f*cking witchu'
I tried to tell you I'ma win
Had some premonitions with my friends
We the only ones balling in the end
Jumping off the fence
Like 12 right behind me with the shits
I've been on a long road, on my kid
Look at what we did
My history had music on the list
Ancestors the been guiding me to gifts
Manifested shit straight from my lips
Haters on my tip
They just want a nigga rising to slip, I'm like "nah nigga"
Skinny nigga, dreams of getting bigger
I've been full sending shit, hope it delivered
Balling, ain't no "pick-up"
All my niggas solid, they ain't switch up
Tryna put some Hancock's on some pictures
Toast up with my niggas
Lighting up some trees, Merry Christmas
I'm a role model, studied Nipsey's independence
Emotions they be bottled, I pour it out in some scriptures
And I hope it works out in the end, no fitness
My nigga
Yea
For real man
Flowers, you really f*cking em' up
Look
Look
Now motherf*cker round 2
Bout' to see them birds, you'll get bruised
Niggas got a lot to say, not in my shoes
You got it confused
See I ain't on the block or up in school, I'm investing in my tools so Moms can move
Near water like a cruise
Link up and rondevu
I'm up, like alley pop
I'm up, like Cali fumes
I'm Big Sean with the moves
Don't get shocked like Pikachu
When the crew start making moves
Can't tell me I'ma lose
If we keep the pocket full
And the knowledge I consume
They trash bring a broom
I can take ya whole group
Wolfy solo like a troop
Wolfy's kinda like a co-op
Two players, one room
I'll give you two like coupe
At ya top like a swoosh
Sorta kinda like Juice
Make ya whole body loose
Done had to make it clear like Goose
I'm inside for the two
Know you better make some room
Or I'll bring you to your doom
They Damon they a fool, if they ain't f*cking witchu'
Writer: Damon Neal
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