When i get in motion
No stopping my motor
I’m moving like neo
But ion reload it
Ya you say you got the swag
But yo lyrics ain’t potent
If that’s my opponent then i’m disappointed
Ya not chasing a bag
Y’all only adore it
They all want the top but don’t got my devotion
So i keep it going
Till i reach the goated
If i ain’t on top then what’s the point of showing
So that’s y i need my check like i’m working at nike
The way i’m balling these n#gg#s like mikey
It’s kinda scary but same time i’m excited
This only a pilot i hope u you surviving
So you better keep up cuz i will never stop it
Ain’t no competition it’s all in my pocket
Like stockon, i shoot my shot u can’t block it
I’m spitting on these beats likе a lyrical prophet
Feel like i’m johnny i strike likе a cobra
And i come with the force so i’m feeling like yoda
My flow is so killer i ain’t talking bout orca
And i’m killing these beats till i’m richer hova
Forget all the talking i just want the paper
I’m fighting my demons i turn to a slayer
I’m hard on myself but it making me greater
The way i been cooking it’s giving me flavor
Walk in the room and i feel like the man
I could never be stuck man i gotta advance
And i look at ya shawty and she know the plan
She throwing it back while i’m throwing the bands
Natural born winner no i never lose
If you wanna compete then i think you a fool
Since you seem to be stupid i’ll take you to school
Boy you better be careful don’t try to be
Cool
Like da jit i just keep it in motion
These n#gg#s keep talking but i’m keep flowing
Like n#gg# shut up man i’m tryna stay focused
Just get to the bag until everything golden
These n#gg# they bogus, i’m peeping they motive
I feel like i’m uzi my pockets they loaded
Lil shawty keep texting i leave her on open
I’m eating in silence forget all the boasting
I be surpassing my limits
I’m in my zone, ain’t feel this way in a minute
Retaliate then they all call me a menace
I’m back on my sh#t time to run up the digits
Hold man man gimme my time like i’m clocking in
Yo b#tch always talking but with me she quiet
You know what that mean man i’m locking it
These troll #ss n#gg#s they always with the talking
But never with haitians we don’t play at all
That goofy was barking and now he a dog
The woo lady caught him he up with the stars
Oh u think she the one well i forgot to mention
Yo girl with the team playing seven on seven
And if she on yubo then richy gon take her
Recruiting b#tches like a scout for the lakers
I feed bad for these fathers that don’t know they daughter
Displaying cake to me but they not a waiter
Just look through my phone you’ll see the whole menu
Her n#gg# got heated now he tryna fight
Like solluminati i’m turning him spiritual
Sending my goons and i’m saying goodbye
Feel like ghost with the power i’m up in the starz
And i feel like a king and lil n#gg# you scar
Gotta get on my sh#t and i ball like a guard
Yeah that boy talking hot and i’m leaving him scarred
Yeah these n#gg#s be plain but i got the spice
n#gg#s see how i move man i’m colder than ice
And they know i’m the gem that nobody could buy
All the b#llsh#t i’m pushing that to the side
To the side with em
Hit that b#tch so he know he the side n#gg#
Too much tempos i cannot decide n#gg#
That boy jay is the ghost then i guess im the phantom
Can’t step in our realm realize n#gg#
That you f#cking wit steppas
If jay got the spice then i keep the peppers
Ain’t no peter parker on that hoe cuz i webbed her
Yea i’m feeling like tee doing sh#t with no effort
They shouldn’t of let us on this instrumental
But ima be gental
Cuz me and bro f#cking it up
You could copy the flow but you not one of us
Steady sipping the water but throwing it up
All these trappers and rappers they go around capping
Talking bout all these b#tches they bagging
(and) while they flaunting and recounting they racks
Ima be caught up doubling my stats
And counting my laps and
f#ck
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