Aye
Tell me what you think it was
Melodies, little beat, let me dust something
Write a piece, let it breathe, get a rush from it
Let you see what I seen, you gon' duck something
Barely legal, still maneuver like I been grown
Word to my people, that ain't nothing that you didn't know
I don't speak to anybody tryna get more
From me, 'stead of tryna make a move, make a wish true
I ain't miss you hating on a diss song
I'd rather stack paper raking on a hit song
Top five, top five, on the list though
In a few years, now I'm tryna make the wrist glow
Aye
Tell me what you think it was
Melodies, little beat, let me dust something
Write a piece, let it breathe, get a rush from it
Let you see what I seen, you gon' duck something
Uh, uh
Tryna stay anonymous
How my phone blowing up the second that my single drop?
I guess they wait for me to pop, that or I been popping in
Everybody wanna show they down when these commas hit
People who ain't even been around wanna talk again
Even who was hating on the loud tryna politic
Tryna see what side to pick
Lemme prove how bad I wanna be myself, like now I gotta die to live
Now they know that they standing on the wrong side
I was on this road, had to manage it a long time
I just couldn't go, had to plan it with a boss eye
Settling for more, only answer for them dollar signs
You ain't safe to catch a landing when you cross the line
Man he just a fan of what I branded, he ain't part of mine
Beware of trap
Yung Sema - Barely Legal Lyrics
Yung Sema - Barely Legal Lyrics
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Aye
Tell me what you think it was
Melodies, little beat, let me dust something
Write a piece, let it breathe, get a rush from it
Let you see what I seen, you gon' duck something
Barely legal, still maneuver like I been grown
Word to my people, that ain't nothing that you didn't know
I don't speak to anybody tryna get more
From me, 'stead of tryna make a move, make a wish true
I ain't miss you hating on a diss song
I'd rather stack paper raking on a hit song
Top five, top five, on the list though
In a few years, now I'm tryna make the wrist glow
Aye
Tell me what you think it was
Melodies, little beat, let me dust something
Write a piece, let it breathe, get a rush from it
Let you see what I seen, you gon' duck something
Uh, uh
Tryna stay anonymous
How my phone blowing up the second that my single drop?
I guess they wait for me to pop, that or I been popping in
Everybody wanna show they down when these commas hit
People who ain't even been around wanna talk again
Even who was hating on the loud tryna politic
Tryna see what side to pick
Lemme prove how bad I wanna be myself, like now I gotta die to live
Now they know that they standing on the wrong side
I was on this road, had to manage it a long time
I just couldn't go, had to plan it with a boss eye
Settling for more, only answer for them dollar signs
You ain't safe to catch a landing when you cross the line
Man he just a fan of what I branded, he ain't part of mine
Beware of trap
Tell me what you think it was
Melodies, little beat, let me dust something
Write a piece, let it breathe, get a rush from it
Let you see what I seen, you gon' duck something
Barely legal, still maneuver like I been grown
Word to my people, that ain't nothing that you didn't know
I don't speak to anybody tryna get more
From me, 'stead of tryna make a move, make a wish true
I ain't miss you hating on a diss song
I'd rather stack paper raking on a hit song
Top five, top five, on the list though
In a few years, now I'm tryna make the wrist glow
Aye
Tell me what you think it was
Melodies, little beat, let me dust something
Write a piece, let it breathe, get a rush from it
Let you see what I seen, you gon' duck something
Uh, uh
Tryna stay anonymous
How my phone blowing up the second that my single drop?
I guess they wait for me to pop, that or I been popping in
Everybody wanna show they down when these commas hit
People who ain't even been around wanna talk again
Even who was hating on the loud tryna politic
Tryna see what side to pick
Lemme prove how bad I wanna be myself, like now I gotta die to live
Now they know that they standing on the wrong side
I was on this road, had to manage it a long time
I just couldn't go, had to plan it with a boss eye
Settling for more, only answer for them dollar signs
You ain't safe to catch a landing when you cross the line
Man he just a fan of what I branded, he ain't part of mine
Beware of trap
Writer: Semaj Holland
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