Switching up gears f*ck a past ooo
Look how I'm moving right past You
Used to be stoned like a statue
Now I be drinking like yoo hoo
My mental got that bad ju ju
Now I read minds like I'm Mew Tew
Most of You niggers you see through
This is something You ain't used to
But that be Your motive to get off the bullshit and get on My space ship
We sick of the day shift My niggers be lost in the Matrix
And acting complacent but I never say shit
No I never say shit, keep to Myself and I get again
I just get in and then get out the pen ink on these pages then flip it to cash
Look at the way that I'm lost
I run it up f*ck the cost
I could hang with My friends
But all of them fake and pretend
All of them snapping for likes
You know what trends they be like
I am not really the type
Bat cave I chill and take flight
Yeah
And You can tell them I be gone
And You can tell them I be ghost
And I ain't sticking for the toast ay
I do not f*ck with the box that You sit in
Do something different that is my mission
That is my curse I am the worst
Ditching My niggers to dig up a verse
In the cut you can not tell Me what's up
Dirty I'm sweaty I play with My fears
Just to bring you something sweet to Your ears
Most of My niggers we shout from the rear
Look at the way that I'm lost
I run it up f*ck the cost
I could hang with My friends
But all of them fake and pretend
All of them snapping for likes
You know what trends they be like
I am not really the type
Bat cave I chill and take flight
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Switching up gears f*ck a past ooo
Look how I'm moving right past You
Used to be stoned like a statue
Now I be drinking like yoo hoo
My mental got that bad ju ju
Now I read minds like I'm Mew Tew
Most of You niggers you see through
This is something You ain't used to
But that be Your motive to get off the bullshit and get on My space ship
We sick of the day shift My niggers be lost in the Matrix
And acting complacent but I never say shit
No I never say shit, keep to Myself and I get again
I just get in and then get out the pen ink on these pages then flip it to cash
Look at the way that I'm lost
I run it up f*ck the cost
I could hang with My friends
But all of them fake and pretend
All of them snapping for likes
You know what trends they be like
I am not really the type
Bat cave I chill and take flight
Yeah
And You can tell them I be gone
And You can tell them I be ghost
And I ain't sticking for the toast ay
I do not f*ck with the box that You sit in
Do something different that is my mission
That is my curse I am the worst
Ditching My niggers to dig up a verse
In the cut you can not tell Me what's up
Dirty I'm sweaty I play with My fears
Just to bring you something sweet to Your ears
Most of My niggers we shout from the rear
Look at the way that I'm lost
I run it up f*ck the cost
I could hang with My friends
But all of them fake and pretend
All of them snapping for likes
You know what trends they be like
I am not really the type
Bat cave I chill and take flight
Look how I'm moving right past You
Used to be stoned like a statue
Now I be drinking like yoo hoo
My mental got that bad ju ju
Now I read minds like I'm Mew Tew
Most of You niggers you see through
This is something You ain't used to
But that be Your motive to get off the bullshit and get on My space ship
We sick of the day shift My niggers be lost in the Matrix
And acting complacent but I never say shit
No I never say shit, keep to Myself and I get again
I just get in and then get out the pen ink on these pages then flip it to cash
Look at the way that I'm lost
I run it up f*ck the cost
I could hang with My friends
But all of them fake and pretend
All of them snapping for likes
You know what trends they be like
I am not really the type
Bat cave I chill and take flight
Yeah
And You can tell them I be gone
And You can tell them I be ghost
And I ain't sticking for the toast ay
I do not f*ck with the box that You sit in
Do something different that is my mission
That is my curse I am the worst
Ditching My niggers to dig up a verse
In the cut you can not tell Me what's up
Dirty I'm sweaty I play with My fears
Just to bring you something sweet to Your ears
Most of My niggers we shout from the rear
Look at the way that I'm lost
I run it up f*ck the cost
I could hang with My friends
But all of them fake and pretend
All of them snapping for likes
You know what trends they be like
I am not really the type
Bat cave I chill and take flight
Writer: Robinson, Tindell, Bobby Goldsboro, Adkins Adkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing