Verse 1:
Bounced back,
Like I never left,
Let's run it back again,
Working on my calastetics ,
Hit em by the 10,
Calculated,
And you gotta know I'm leveled in,
This my Last time being down ,
I'm finna win again,
Been so humble,
Ion even wanna flex,
They really forced my hand,
Now it's time to make a mess,
Turned it up a notch,
And I'm finna make it stretch,
They ain't even know,
If I even made it back ,
Putting belt to ass,
How I'm coming through with that,
Pedal to the medal,
You know the pressure gotta match,
Ain't no letting up if I want it,
Then it's that,
Watch me turn it up,
For the ones in the back,
Sat down,
Had to formulate what's in the spread,
Ima strange type of nigga ,
Magic with the hands,
I'm the pilot of this shit,
Man watch where we land,
The way I put this shit together,
I can do my dance,
Chorus:
I bet you ain't know ,
That I can do it all,
Lame niggas,
Lame bitches,
I been through it all,
Had to grow My confidence,
You see I grew it tall,
It's time to flex on these niggas
Like I'm a John wall,
Been through hella stunts,
It ain't shit that I fear,
Name on the ballot,
Nigga hardest of the year,
Had to keep it crystal,
Just so I can make it clear,
Spent all this time,
Just so I can make here,
Verse 2:
When you hear this type of shit,
You know I can't lose,
This the type of situation
Where you can't choose,
Born a arsonist,
You know I came to light a fuse,
Ain't no other way,
You know I gotta make the rules,
You can't tell me anything,
It gotta make sense,
Before you ever f*ck me over,
Make sure your options lit,
Yea I know that god forgives,
But I ain't going for the shit
If you do it once,
You do it twice,
Now that's some crazy shit,
Man yall tweaking,
Why y'all let me go and tighten up,
Im shaking back like a menace,
And I'm charging up,
Everywhere it's getting hectic,
Let me sharpen up,
And to my niggas in the sky,
Ima send it up,
Glasses got the shade,
And I'm moving with a pivot,
Poker face on,
And I'm moving with precision,
Tricks up my sleeve,
You can't tell me I ain't gifted,
Lighting out the bottle,
I ain't playing man,
I'm tripping,
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English
Verse 1:
Bounced back,
Like I never left,
Let's run it back again,
Working on my calastetics ,
Hit em by the 10,
Calculated,
And you gotta know I'm leveled in,
This my Last time being down ,
I'm finna win again,
Been so humble,
Ion even wanna flex,
They really forced my hand,
Now it's time to make a mess,
Turned it up a notch,
And I'm finna make it stretch,
They ain't even know,
If I even made it back ,
Putting belt to ass,
How I'm coming through with that,
Pedal to the medal,
You know the pressure gotta match,
Ain't no letting up if I want it,
Then it's that,
Watch me turn it up,
For the ones in the back,
Sat down,
Had to formulate what's in the spread,
Ima strange type of nigga ,
Magic with the hands,
I'm the pilot of this shit,
Man watch where we land,
The way I put this shit together,
I can do my dance,
Chorus:
I bet you ain't know ,
That I can do it all,
Lame niggas,
Lame bitches,
I been through it all,
Had to grow My confidence,
You see I grew it tall,
It's time to flex on these niggas
Like I'm a John wall,
Been through hella stunts,
It ain't shit that I fear,
Name on the ballot,
Nigga hardest of the year,
Had to keep it crystal,
Just so I can make it clear,
Spent all this time,
Just so I can make here,
Verse 2:
When you hear this type of shit,
You know I can't lose,
This the type of situation
Where you can't choose,
Born a arsonist,
You know I came to light a fuse,
Ain't no other way,
You know I gotta make the rules,
You can't tell me anything,
It gotta make sense,
Before you ever f*ck me over,
Make sure your options lit,
Yea I know that god forgives,
But I ain't going for the shit
If you do it once,
You do it twice,
Now that's some crazy shit,
Man yall tweaking,
Why y'all let me go and tighten up,
Im shaking back like a menace,
And I'm charging up,
Everywhere it's getting hectic,
Let me sharpen up,
And to my niggas in the sky,
Ima send it up,
Glasses got the shade,
And I'm moving with a pivot,
Poker face on,
And I'm moving with precision,
Tricks up my sleeve,
You can't tell me I ain't gifted,
Lighting out the bottle,
I ain't playing man,
I'm tripping,
Bounced back,
Like I never left,
Let's run it back again,
Working on my calastetics ,
Hit em by the 10,
Calculated,
And you gotta know I'm leveled in,
This my Last time being down ,
I'm finna win again,
Been so humble,
Ion even wanna flex,
They really forced my hand,
Now it's time to make a mess,
Turned it up a notch,
And I'm finna make it stretch,
They ain't even know,
If I even made it back ,
Putting belt to ass,
How I'm coming through with that,
Pedal to the medal,
You know the pressure gotta match,
Ain't no letting up if I want it,
Then it's that,
Watch me turn it up,
For the ones in the back,
Sat down,
Had to formulate what's in the spread,
Ima strange type of nigga ,
Magic with the hands,
I'm the pilot of this shit,
Man watch where we land,
The way I put this shit together,
I can do my dance,
Chorus:
I bet you ain't know ,
That I can do it all,
Lame niggas,
Lame bitches,
I been through it all,
Had to grow My confidence,
You see I grew it tall,
It's time to flex on these niggas
Like I'm a John wall,
Been through hella stunts,
It ain't shit that I fear,
Name on the ballot,
Nigga hardest of the year,
Had to keep it crystal,
Just so I can make it clear,
Spent all this time,
Just so I can make here,
Verse 2:
When you hear this type of shit,
You know I can't lose,
This the type of situation
Where you can't choose,
Born a arsonist,
You know I came to light a fuse,
Ain't no other way,
You know I gotta make the rules,
You can't tell me anything,
It gotta make sense,
Before you ever f*ck me over,
Make sure your options lit,
Yea I know that god forgives,
But I ain't going for the shit
If you do it once,
You do it twice,
Now that's some crazy shit,
Man yall tweaking,
Why y'all let me go and tighten up,
Im shaking back like a menace,
And I'm charging up,
Everywhere it's getting hectic,
Let me sharpen up,
And to my niggas in the sky,
Ima send it up,
Glasses got the shade,
And I'm moving with a pivot,
Poker face on,
And I'm moving with precision,
Tricks up my sleeve,
You can't tell me I ain't gifted,
Lighting out the bottle,
I ain't playing man,
I'm tripping,
Writer: Aaron Crawford Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC