I mean, actually
They thought I was trippin', makin' songs, they used to laugh at me
Only made some bread for one show, the rest was taxin' me
Imagine payin' just to rock the crowd, that shit be wack to me
Now I might just flex my shit out loud, like what's a stack to me?
Float on this so casually
Niggas create beef all in they head, they end up casualties
They swear they act so hard, but in my head, I think they cap to me
Now your fam got you on white tees, that shit be sad to me
Put on my thinking cap and make this rap rhyme so magically
Fake shit by the close circle, you think it won't get back to me?
Always watch the company you keep, that shit a fact to me
Always watch surroundings when we meet, could be a trap for me
I mean rationally
If I show up late to things, I tend to make it fashionably
Goin' global, tryin' to make a statement internationally
Music was my first love, I swear I felt her passionately
This shit like an ear drug, yeah, this shit sound like crack to me
You ain't no f*ckin' thug, I swear that shit an act to me
Call of duty first blood, my team just moves so tactically
This shit ain't addin' up, this shit don't look right mathematically
Your streaming goin' up, but why your crowd ain't lookin' packed to me?
A sucker for the punch, your shit don't even really slap to me
We can't share a stage, they might just boo for you and clap for me
A crash out for the clout, I swear this shit is really sad to see
Got this girl from NY, she said she really jackin' me
I mean, actually...
(Yeah)
Got this girl from NY, she said she really jackin' me
When she on her knees, I got her callin' me 'your majesty'
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I mean, actually
They thought I was trippin', makin' songs, they used to laugh at me
Only made some bread for one show, the rest was taxin' me
Imagine payin' just to rock the crowd, that shit be wack to me
Now I might just flex my shit out loud, like what's a stack to me?
Float on this so casually
Niggas create beef all in they head, they end up casualties
They swear they act so hard, but in my head, I think they cap to me
Now your fam got you on white tees, that shit be sad to me
Put on my thinking cap and make this rap rhyme so magically
Fake shit by the close circle, you think it won't get back to me?
Always watch the company you keep, that shit a fact to me
Always watch surroundings when we meet, could be a trap for me
I mean rationally
If I show up late to things, I tend to make it fashionably
Goin' global, tryin' to make a statement internationally
Music was my first love, I swear I felt her passionately
This shit like an ear drug, yeah, this shit sound like crack to me
You ain't no f*ckin' thug, I swear that shit an act to me
Call of duty first blood, my team just moves so tactically
This shit ain't addin' up, this shit don't look right mathematically
Your streaming goin' up, but why your crowd ain't lookin' packed to me?
A sucker for the punch, your shit don't even really slap to me
We can't share a stage, they might just boo for you and clap for me
A crash out for the clout, I swear this shit is really sad to see
Got this girl from NY, she said she really jackin' me
I mean, actually...
(Yeah)
Got this girl from NY, she said she really jackin' me
When she on her knees, I got her callin' me 'your majesty'
They thought I was trippin', makin' songs, they used to laugh at me
Only made some bread for one show, the rest was taxin' me
Imagine payin' just to rock the crowd, that shit be wack to me
Now I might just flex my shit out loud, like what's a stack to me?
Float on this so casually
Niggas create beef all in they head, they end up casualties
They swear they act so hard, but in my head, I think they cap to me
Now your fam got you on white tees, that shit be sad to me
Put on my thinking cap and make this rap rhyme so magically
Fake shit by the close circle, you think it won't get back to me?
Always watch the company you keep, that shit a fact to me
Always watch surroundings when we meet, could be a trap for me
I mean rationally
If I show up late to things, I tend to make it fashionably
Goin' global, tryin' to make a statement internationally
Music was my first love, I swear I felt her passionately
This shit like an ear drug, yeah, this shit sound like crack to me
You ain't no f*ckin' thug, I swear that shit an act to me
Call of duty first blood, my team just moves so tactically
This shit ain't addin' up, this shit don't look right mathematically
Your streaming goin' up, but why your crowd ain't lookin' packed to me?
A sucker for the punch, your shit don't even really slap to me
We can't share a stage, they might just boo for you and clap for me
A crash out for the clout, I swear this shit is really sad to see
Got this girl from NY, she said she really jackin' me
I mean, actually...
(Yeah)
Got this girl from NY, she said she really jackin' me
When she on her knees, I got her callin' me 'your majesty'
Writer: Latrell Thomas
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