Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shout-out to the bruddas who working a job
That live for the summer, but gotta be on it
Brother I feel for you, I’m being honest
That’s how it is when you young and involved
In all of that b#llsh#t they spinning and stalling
Copping some drip that they just ain’t affording
Buying the whips, the shawties ignoring
Tryna be it, but these n#gg#s ain’t on it
I’m just a regular tryna be bigger than all these n#gg#s you put in your feelings
I’m rapping, I’m singing
I’m deep in my meaning
The world never healing, that sh#t ain’t appealing
I don’t need no mentions, I’m coming correct
Cause these bruddas be flexing then under-projecting
Them man be obsessive, they all in my blessings
They try to get close to a n#gg#, then blast him
Run up the racks, we gon run up the cash
Till the all in the back and we out on some island
Living it up, swear my life gon’ be private
We’ll be on chilling sh#t, run up the milage
Life is serene, I can’t bet on nobody
Focus on me, I ain’t got any bodies
I’m independent, gon’ move in a rari
Life is a movie so sweet like asali
Twenty to one
Live Dave said it be twenty to one
The odds of a future are plenty to one
The 1% living and everyone done
I’m just looking out for me
That’s just the way its gon’ be
Frienships are frauds, and n#gg#s are broads
So nobody’s trusing you, please just move on
And I see, all my haters really starting to like me
Cause I be living like I’m gonna die in peace
So if they hate me, f#ck they hating for
No credit card, no base-line, no flaws
No credit card
No base-line
No flaws
No credit card
No base-line
No
Flaws
I feel so young and important
I be so gentle, move like I’m imported
You cannot break me
I’m stuck in like Boris
Let’s play a game
I’m gonna name a rapper then I’m gonna flow like em
This is Jermaine
We not the same, them dreamville n#gg#s going insane ouu ayy
I’m not impressed with these n#gg#s
I’m doubling figures
I’m popping, they fading away
I could deposit these n#gg#s a cheque that they never done seen
And I’m still gon’ be paid
Check out the pattern, I’m patterned
While they be out here tryna climb up the ladders I laddered
I flow like Alladin, my drip is all satin
I’m sat in a Bentley, Italian Fendi
Kanye
Really tryna flow like Kanye
You don’t really wanna meet ah ah
You don’t really wanna come my way
Twenty thousand cars in the drive way
Pimp my girl out like my ex-bae
Got steam coming out like Led vape
Ain’t nobody talking bout that # tape
Let’s go Qua-
Yeah Huncho
Got you creepng out through the back door
Got you creeping out through the window
Imma run up all this paper bout ten-fold
If I take her out once to the bando
Imma show her all funds, imma bank roll
We gon’ do it all tell you for free
You know can’t no one measure with me
And I see, all my haters really starting to like me
Cause I be living like i’m gonna die in peace
So if they hating, please keep hating on
No credit card, no base-line, no flaws
No credit card
No base-line
No flaws
No credit card
No base-line
No
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