Not a lot of people really built for the game
G, don’t swerve please stay up in your lane
I chase cheese won’t chase me a dame
Need a neck on freeze and the kicks on flame
Nah we ain’t the same look I’m built different
A whole Deer Park couldn’t catch me slip
Rap so ill definition of sickness a whole vaccine couldn’t vacate this
Y’all know who I am I’m the man so clean oh yeah
And the fans got the man in they speakers
Noone lent a hand understand I don’t need ya
Hеaded to Japan spend a band on leisurе
Catch me on the gram boutta spam these features
Sticking to the plan ’til Mercedes seats
I started feeling mad underrated lately, Still bless the mic but my name not Jesus
Not too many n#gg#s made for this sh#t
Chef up there with Fivio and Flipp
Heard a couple n#gg#s talking so slick
‘Til it really go down like domino chips
English-English girl named Fiona and she gon’ make it
Bounce
Aye pretty girl we could get closer let a real one hold you down
I got
sh#t to prove so I’m making moves and I’m in the stu’ going crazy ’cause
I’m half-assuming now I can’t lose like it’s the fakest news like you made it up
That rent was due and we was going through it that’s what turn a child to a hustler
Bad hunger too and that’ll make you do it with the strength you didn’t know you’d muster up
Got good grades like B’s and A’s but that ain’t nothing ’til you add a G on it
School gon’ teach you how to behave, but the hustle come in from the streets don’t it
This world cold and that block hot and every corner got another pig on it
Since four years old movin’ ’round a lot I find it hard to trust I’m staying by my lonely
Sesh and the Chef need a sequel
Beat go insane and the verse so evil
Penetrate the game like a tattoo needle
When I get the fame finna bless my people
Nah we ain’t the same it’s level up season
Thoughts in my brain turned to commas and G’s
I started feeling mad underrated lately still bless the mic but my name not Jesus
Not too many n#gg#s made for this sh#t
See my shot I’m bodying the clip
Swear to God my profits won’t dip
‘Cause I’m on my job like nah I can’t quit
Change the scene on em
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