I been up late
Got up at 8
I could not wait
Back on my grind
Know it's my time
I gotta date
We do not match
I want the stacks
Gimme that wraith
We gotta eat
Keep it lowkey
Gimme that plate
Gimme that plate
Gimme that plate
Back on my grind
Know it's my time
I gotta date
We do not match
I want the stacks
Gimme that wraith
We gotta eat
Keep it lowkey
Gimme that plate
I wish they could see me like this on the regular
Hate living thru my cellular
Put too much on the gram and they start looking at you jealous huh
Then how u expect to inspire the people
High as a steeple
You gotta put ya self on the easel
It's an art this a craft
I'm back in my bag
This in my nature
Like DNA
My genes cannot sag
I wear my heart on a sleeve
I put my tricks in ya hand
Tryna get the whole club jumping on this one like a trampoline
On a whole nother different level
Blessed up like when i sneezed
Ain't blocking none of my energy
I stiff arm on a screen
Haters can't believe what they seeing
It's like yall never had a chance
You rolling dice with no evens
So odd
So flawed
Yet perfect in the eyes of God
No need to put up the facades
Sees right thru my heart
That's the beauty of it all
Can't play hide and seek when u aint staying too far
You acting too hard
Started from the bottom in the basement, near the pavement
Was so close, that we could taste it
Now we demanding the payment
We electric boi, we tasing
Too valuable, no debasement
Potential, you cannot gauge it
The tape is coming, be patient now
Chopping all you niggas up
Old fashioned up in my cup
Brook and Leg, we in the cut
East Coast Beast and Polo Don
We the light
We the dawn
This is real, it's not a con
We have such a special bond
Pay his bail, he pay my bond
I've been chilling with the dimes
I avoid the guys with nines
Too efficient, with my time
Too official, it's a crime
Got the drip
Got the slime
This is easy, I'm not trying
Told the truth, now you crying
To the top, boi we flying
Cook success with major keys
Hard work sprinkled in between
Wannabes not in my league
Without God, I can't be me
Big shout out to leg a sea
Proud to have you on the team
Side by side, we chase our dreams
Watch us change everything
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I been up late
Got up at 8
I could not wait
Back on my grind
Know it's my time
I gotta date
We do not match
I want the stacks
Gimme that wraith
We gotta eat
Keep it lowkey
Gimme that plate
Gimme that plate
Gimme that plate
Back on my grind
Know it's my time
I gotta date
We do not match
I want the stacks
Gimme that wraith
We gotta eat
Keep it lowkey
Gimme that plate
I wish they could see me like this on the regular
Hate living thru my cellular
Put too much on the gram and they start looking at you jealous huh
Then how u expect to inspire the people
High as a steeple
You gotta put ya self on the easel
It's an art this a craft
I'm back in my bag
This in my nature
Like DNA
My genes cannot sag
I wear my heart on a sleeve
I put my tricks in ya hand
Tryna get the whole club jumping on this one like a trampoline
On a whole nother different level
Blessed up like when i sneezed
Ain't blocking none of my energy
I stiff arm on a screen
Haters can't believe what they seeing
It's like yall never had a chance
You rolling dice with no evens
So odd
So flawed
Yet perfect in the eyes of God
No need to put up the facades
Sees right thru my heart
That's the beauty of it all
Can't play hide and seek when u aint staying too far
You acting too hard
Started from the bottom in the basement, near the pavement
Was so close, that we could taste it
Now we demanding the payment
We electric boi, we tasing
Too valuable, no debasement
Potential, you cannot gauge it
The tape is coming, be patient now
Chopping all you niggas up
Old fashioned up in my cup
Brook and Leg, we in the cut
East Coast Beast and Polo Don
We the light
We the dawn
This is real, it's not a con
We have such a special bond
Pay his bail, he pay my bond
I've been chilling with the dimes
I avoid the guys with nines
Too efficient, with my time
Too official, it's a crime
Got the drip
Got the slime
This is easy, I'm not trying
Told the truth, now you crying
To the top, boi we flying
Cook success with major keys
Hard work sprinkled in between
Wannabes not in my league
Without God, I can't be me
Big shout out to leg a sea
Proud to have you on the team
Side by side, we chase our dreams
Watch us change everything
Got up at 8
I could not wait
Back on my grind
Know it's my time
I gotta date
We do not match
I want the stacks
Gimme that wraith
We gotta eat
Keep it lowkey
Gimme that plate
Gimme that plate
Gimme that plate
Back on my grind
Know it's my time
I gotta date
We do not match
I want the stacks
Gimme that wraith
We gotta eat
Keep it lowkey
Gimme that plate
I wish they could see me like this on the regular
Hate living thru my cellular
Put too much on the gram and they start looking at you jealous huh
Then how u expect to inspire the people
High as a steeple
You gotta put ya self on the easel
It's an art this a craft
I'm back in my bag
This in my nature
Like DNA
My genes cannot sag
I wear my heart on a sleeve
I put my tricks in ya hand
Tryna get the whole club jumping on this one like a trampoline
On a whole nother different level
Blessed up like when i sneezed
Ain't blocking none of my energy
I stiff arm on a screen
Haters can't believe what they seeing
It's like yall never had a chance
You rolling dice with no evens
So odd
So flawed
Yet perfect in the eyes of God
No need to put up the facades
Sees right thru my heart
That's the beauty of it all
Can't play hide and seek when u aint staying too far
You acting too hard
Started from the bottom in the basement, near the pavement
Was so close, that we could taste it
Now we demanding the payment
We electric boi, we tasing
Too valuable, no debasement
Potential, you cannot gauge it
The tape is coming, be patient now
Chopping all you niggas up
Old fashioned up in my cup
Brook and Leg, we in the cut
East Coast Beast and Polo Don
We the light
We the dawn
This is real, it's not a con
We have such a special bond
Pay his bail, he pay my bond
I've been chilling with the dimes
I avoid the guys with nines
Too efficient, with my time
Too official, it's a crime
Got the drip
Got the slime
This is easy, I'm not trying
Told the truth, now you crying
To the top, boi we flying
Cook success with major keys
Hard work sprinkled in between
Wannabes not in my league
Without God, I can't be me
Big shout out to leg a sea
Proud to have you on the team
Side by side, we chase our dreams
Watch us change everything
Writer: Bradford Grant, Lawrence King
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid