Turned seventeen today
Think it's time to step my game up a little bit
We onto bigger things
I'm number one, number one, yeah you know I'm on
I kill the beats, these rappers pussy, bunch of bitches on
The pedestal I'm bout to f*ck em, tell em get they britches on
I don't love em, I'm in a different zone
I'm number one, number one, yeah you know I'm on
I kill the beats, these rappers pussy, bunch of bitches on
The pedestal I'm bout to f*ck em, tell em get they britches on
I don't love em, I'm in a different zone
I'm so acrobatic with my skill
I'm flipping the flows, it's like I'm doing gymnastics up in the hill
They asking me when will, you come with an album? sit still
Wait on it
Go debate on it
Go figure if imma be the hardest out, when I place it out
Or hate on it
Whatever you do
The thing is, I'm getting the money while you
Sitting inside of the house in your room
Thinking about what you're going to do, you don't got the style, and you never will
It's evident that imma kill, I mean look what I do, you cannot relate
Been f*cking the game don't need a first date
Saw what was within, I needed to rearrange
Been needing some change, but I don't got money so they will not listen to me
They only care when you got that high, don't care when you low, you a normal guy
Got my shoes on
When I'm in the booth, you know I'm ready to spit that truth, huh
I let it shine, I was watching that when close to nine
Had a crush on a girl that I do now, what a time
To be alive, I see my future
I feel alive
No Drake
Cause it's not that time, but I'm reaching that
Euphoria I'm reaching that
Cruise on the beat, where Jack Reacher at
When I get up on your song my feature's at
At the start, cause I beat your ass
Can't come back, you need a glass
To see yourself I made a ghost
Patrick Swayze, you see the lows
I chance the rapper, I'm not a four
You f*cking with one
You f*cking with all of me, then homie you set it, you're done
Pathetic, you're dumb
Thinking to go against me, you should've run
I'm going the eight miles, seeing Eminem when I'm done
I have a bright future, don't see the purple, I see a shine
It's a rainbow
And what's all of mine is at the end of it
The pot of gold, and like I said on "Zendaya" at the end of it
That pot of gold I will find
More money for me, more shine
F*ck with the boy while you can, before it's the end of time
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Turned seventeen today
Think it's time to step my game up a little bit
We onto bigger things
I'm number one, number one, yeah you know I'm on
I kill the beats, these rappers pussy, bunch of bitches on
The pedestal I'm bout to f*ck em, tell em get they britches on
I don't love em, I'm in a different zone
I'm number one, number one, yeah you know I'm on
I kill the beats, these rappers pussy, bunch of bitches on
The pedestal I'm bout to f*ck em, tell em get they britches on
I don't love em, I'm in a different zone
I'm so acrobatic with my skill
I'm flipping the flows, it's like I'm doing gymnastics up in the hill
They asking me when will, you come with an album? sit still
Wait on it
Go debate on it
Go figure if imma be the hardest out, when I place it out
Or hate on it
Whatever you do
The thing is, I'm getting the money while you
Sitting inside of the house in your room
Thinking about what you're going to do, you don't got the style, and you never will
It's evident that imma kill, I mean look what I do, you cannot relate
Been f*cking the game don't need a first date
Saw what was within, I needed to rearrange
Been needing some change, but I don't got money so they will not listen to me
They only care when you got that high, don't care when you low, you a normal guy
Got my shoes on
When I'm in the booth, you know I'm ready to spit that truth, huh
I let it shine, I was watching that when close to nine
Had a crush on a girl that I do now, what a time
To be alive, I see my future
I feel alive
No Drake
Cause it's not that time, but I'm reaching that
Euphoria I'm reaching that
Cruise on the beat, where Jack Reacher at
When I get up on your song my feature's at
At the start, cause I beat your ass
Can't come back, you need a glass
To see yourself I made a ghost
Patrick Swayze, you see the lows
I chance the rapper, I'm not a four
You f*cking with one
You f*cking with all of me, then homie you set it, you're done
Pathetic, you're dumb
Thinking to go against me, you should've run
I'm going the eight miles, seeing Eminem when I'm done
I have a bright future, don't see the purple, I see a shine
It's a rainbow
And what's all of mine is at the end of it
The pot of gold, and like I said on "Zendaya" at the end of it
That pot of gold I will find
More money for me, more shine
F*ck with the boy while you can, before it's the end of time
Think it's time to step my game up a little bit
We onto bigger things
I'm number one, number one, yeah you know I'm on
I kill the beats, these rappers pussy, bunch of bitches on
The pedestal I'm bout to f*ck em, tell em get they britches on
I don't love em, I'm in a different zone
I'm number one, number one, yeah you know I'm on
I kill the beats, these rappers pussy, bunch of bitches on
The pedestal I'm bout to f*ck em, tell em get they britches on
I don't love em, I'm in a different zone
I'm so acrobatic with my skill
I'm flipping the flows, it's like I'm doing gymnastics up in the hill
They asking me when will, you come with an album? sit still
Wait on it
Go debate on it
Go figure if imma be the hardest out, when I place it out
Or hate on it
Whatever you do
The thing is, I'm getting the money while you
Sitting inside of the house in your room
Thinking about what you're going to do, you don't got the style, and you never will
It's evident that imma kill, I mean look what I do, you cannot relate
Been f*cking the game don't need a first date
Saw what was within, I needed to rearrange
Been needing some change, but I don't got money so they will not listen to me
They only care when you got that high, don't care when you low, you a normal guy
Got my shoes on
When I'm in the booth, you know I'm ready to spit that truth, huh
I let it shine, I was watching that when close to nine
Had a crush on a girl that I do now, what a time
To be alive, I see my future
I feel alive
No Drake
Cause it's not that time, but I'm reaching that
Euphoria I'm reaching that
Cruise on the beat, where Jack Reacher at
When I get up on your song my feature's at
At the start, cause I beat your ass
Can't come back, you need a glass
To see yourself I made a ghost
Patrick Swayze, you see the lows
I chance the rapper, I'm not a four
You f*cking with one
You f*cking with all of me, then homie you set it, you're done
Pathetic, you're dumb
Thinking to go against me, you should've run
I'm going the eight miles, seeing Eminem when I'm done
I have a bright future, don't see the purple, I see a shine
It's a rainbow
And what's all of mine is at the end of it
The pot of gold, and like I said on "Zendaya" at the end of it
That pot of gold I will find
More money for me, more shine
F*ck with the boy while you can, before it's the end of time
Writer: Mitchell Fish
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