Yeah
I took a pull then I levitate
I recognize the real ones from the fake then I seperate
I'm never slowin' down, we hit the gas and accelerate
In a jump suit I never came here to decorate
Never see my face 'cause I'm hustlin' these days
Hittin' goal after goal like I'm stuck on replay
I'll give 'em bar after bar after bar then it's lights out
Bring it down with bars, roll up 'til my eyes cloud
Screamin' and shoutin' I see 'em stressin' for will
These niggas bitches they should dress 'em in some dress and some heels
I know you puttin' in the work, I know the pressure it kills
But when you fall and then you bleed you see the pressure it heels
Ain't a stranger to the pain, I been to Hell but I'm back
I be squatting with the weight, I put the ends on my back
And I ain't runnin' out of bars that's a fact
You see them niggas didn't pass it when I give, I ain't passin' it back
What's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for a rapper to spin, there's no choice man I have to go in
Now go in 'cause I'm tryna get out
So what's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for the summer to shine
I say a prayer throw it up to the sky, this ain't lock up I'm stuck on my grind
Keep it all for the squad see it's a callin' from God
It ain't chance if it's on, I ain't callin' it off
I take chances, I'm callin' the odds
Now if the, close bang then the horses are off
But listen I ain't fibbin' man I rap what I live
And I ain't fabricating nothing that could damage the kids
The pen's hot I put it back in the fridge
I get top in the back of the whip
I get hot, this is passionate shit
I see dem movin' kinda awkward when I walk in the room
I heard 'em mad can you see that's what they always assume
I can't lie I been a fortunate yout
I can't die, it's like they really tryna kill me with a fork and a spoon
Ha ha, can't you see the smile on my face?
I'm slappin' two into the net I call it baggin' a brace
I double up, like I'm rapping with Ma$e
You see I used to have a heart, change suit like I'm stuck in the ace
What's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for a rapper to spin, there's no choice man I have to go in
Now go in 'cause I'm tryna get out
So what's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
And f*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for the summer to shine
I say a prayer throw it up to the sky, this ain't lock up I'm stuck on my grind
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English
Yeah
I took a pull then I levitate
I recognize the real ones from the fake then I seperate
I'm never slowin' down, we hit the gas and accelerate
In a jump suit I never came here to decorate
Never see my face 'cause I'm hustlin' these days
Hittin' goal after goal like I'm stuck on replay
I'll give 'em bar after bar after bar then it's lights out
Bring it down with bars, roll up 'til my eyes cloud
Screamin' and shoutin' I see 'em stressin' for will
These niggas bitches they should dress 'em in some dress and some heels
I know you puttin' in the work, I know the pressure it kills
But when you fall and then you bleed you see the pressure it heels
Ain't a stranger to the pain, I been to Hell but I'm back
I be squatting with the weight, I put the ends on my back
And I ain't runnin' out of bars that's a fact
You see them niggas didn't pass it when I give, I ain't passin' it back
What's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for a rapper to spin, there's no choice man I have to go in
Now go in 'cause I'm tryna get out
So what's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for the summer to shine
I say a prayer throw it up to the sky, this ain't lock up I'm stuck on my grind
Keep it all for the squad see it's a callin' from God
It ain't chance if it's on, I ain't callin' it off
I take chances, I'm callin' the odds
Now if the, close bang then the horses are off
But listen I ain't fibbin' man I rap what I live
And I ain't fabricating nothing that could damage the kids
The pen's hot I put it back in the fridge
I get top in the back of the whip
I get hot, this is passionate shit
I see dem movin' kinda awkward when I walk in the room
I heard 'em mad can you see that's what they always assume
I can't lie I been a fortunate yout
I can't die, it's like they really tryna kill me with a fork and a spoon
Ha ha, can't you see the smile on my face?
I'm slappin' two into the net I call it baggin' a brace
I double up, like I'm rapping with Ma$e
You see I used to have a heart, change suit like I'm stuck in the ace
What's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for a rapper to spin, there's no choice man I have to go in
Now go in 'cause I'm tryna get out
So what's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
And f*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for the summer to shine
I say a prayer throw it up to the sky, this ain't lock up I'm stuck on my grind
I took a pull then I levitate
I recognize the real ones from the fake then I seperate
I'm never slowin' down, we hit the gas and accelerate
In a jump suit I never came here to decorate
Never see my face 'cause I'm hustlin' these days
Hittin' goal after goal like I'm stuck on replay
I'll give 'em bar after bar after bar then it's lights out
Bring it down with bars, roll up 'til my eyes cloud
Screamin' and shoutin' I see 'em stressin' for will
These niggas bitches they should dress 'em in some dress and some heels
I know you puttin' in the work, I know the pressure it kills
But when you fall and then you bleed you see the pressure it heels
Ain't a stranger to the pain, I been to Hell but I'm back
I be squatting with the weight, I put the ends on my back
And I ain't runnin' out of bars that's a fact
You see them niggas didn't pass it when I give, I ain't passin' it back
What's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for a rapper to spin, there's no choice man I have to go in
Now go in 'cause I'm tryna get out
So what's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for the summer to shine
I say a prayer throw it up to the sky, this ain't lock up I'm stuck on my grind
Keep it all for the squad see it's a callin' from God
It ain't chance if it's on, I ain't callin' it off
I take chances, I'm callin' the odds
Now if the, close bang then the horses are off
But listen I ain't fibbin' man I rap what I live
And I ain't fabricating nothing that could damage the kids
The pen's hot I put it back in the fridge
I get top in the back of the whip
I get hot, this is passionate shit
I see dem movin' kinda awkward when I walk in the room
I heard 'em mad can you see that's what they always assume
I can't lie I been a fortunate yout
I can't die, it's like they really tryna kill me with a fork and a spoon
Ha ha, can't you see the smile on my face?
I'm slappin' two into the net I call it baggin' a brace
I double up, like I'm rapping with Ma$e
You see I used to have a heart, change suit like I'm stuck in the ace
What's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
F*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for a rapper to spin, there's no choice man I have to go in
Now go in 'cause I'm tryna get out
So what's the chattin' about? Man what's the yappin' about?
And f*ck fame I ain't rapping for clout
I been waitin' for the summer to shine
I say a prayer throw it up to the sky, this ain't lock up I'm stuck on my grind