Lotta shit that I could say I'd Never say on stages
Tryna get more air time than the Amazing races
You know them rappers from ya Town ain't cold as Baby Lane is
Just a reflection of the way that All our people raised us
I need the paper so thick that you Couldn't use the stapler
Thought she was pretty in the face But it was just the makeup
I'm making up for all them times That I would miss the lay up
Every beat I leave my Marc Should name my baby Jacob
Might judge the bitch from what She frequently rocks on her Playlist
Type of bitch that never leaves With whoever she came with
Just cuz her sign align with mine Now she think we in cadence
If killin beats had been a crime Woulda been in the basement
Some might say that I be high
I'm also highly favored
Could never fail I did my time And had to work my way up
Niggas prevailed when niggas Failed to even hold they weight Up
Rock the hoodie with my shorts
Where I'm from we keep it Tucked
I can't hang around no dorks
Cuz I'm really moving up like how they building in New York
It ain't no way to go but up
It ain't no way we come up short
Lobster tail come still attached Because the taste expensive
Bitch it's only so many the way The tables is measured
I thought I told you the point is to keep the paper tethered
I still told her she can stay Because she made the effort
I'm tryna double what I paid and Save a little extra
Watch how the loyalty repay you Pull the ACH up
We never really even dated she Still feel the break up
Some people I don't even know Done told me imma make it
Like what you afraid of
Nigga you know you been the Truth and ya raps don't be made Up
On God