In a space ship and you know I'm bout to blast off
None that fake shit yeah future take the mask off
Out the gate shit watch me swerving on the asphalt
You cant say shit when I'm getting to the bag now
Bad bitch blue eyes no white dragon
That boy try to steal my style and my fashion
I ain't took a loss in a long time, it's my habit
All about my paper, no 2 ply, so I grab it
I ain't ever stress stress ay on a thot
He thought he was best dressed ay no he not
I ain't like the rest rest ay make em talk
And you know I'm next next ay on the block
Posted up on the block I'm wit my brothers ay
Only real ones around don't want no others ay
I got no time for no bih don't want no lover eh
I'm in the stu cooking up like I'm ya mother ay
In the stu cooking up like I'm ya mother ay
In the stu cooking up like I'm ya mother ay
Seen a lot of people who had doubt me
If you got a problem you get cooked up like some ground beef
If you hating on me you don't know nothing about me
I just wanna do this till I'm swerving in an Audi
Even when it's looking cloudy I just keep my head up
I cant focus on the drama tryna get my bread up
Made young man mini van everything just sped up
Bread winner eating dinner rappers got me fed up
I ain't finna do it your way you cant hold me back
Treated like a Thursday tried to throw me back
Every days I payday I just make it back
Got em screaming may day the way I flame on tracks
In a space ship and you know I'm bout to blast off
None that fake shit yeah future take the mask off
Out the gate shit watch me swerving on the asphalt
You cant say shit when I'm getting to the bag now
Bad bitch blue eyes no white dragon
That boy try to steal my style and my fashion
I ain't took a loss in a long time, it's my habit
All about my paper, no 2 ply, so I grab it