Bri - Getting Older (feat. SelavÌ Ap, Darrea & V.I) Lyrics

For the last three years I've been thinking of my next move
Who should I go with? Who should I turn to
My behavior recently, really concerns you
Yeah I sag my pants and you wanna say something
But you can't say nothing cause my vocab's intact
Pussy hold that, shoulda known that
I flow for real, put that shit in all caps
Imma be a problem
Word to my niggas I be linking out in Harlem
And I do this often
I ain't stopping till I get the life I always wanted
Tell me if I'm bugging, I'm helping everyone else chase their dreams
I think I had enough, wait check please

It's back to my senses
I was lost for a while, where's my contact lenses
What happened to the guy who was advertising Benz's
The truth is guy, My mind's been all over
Think I'm finally getting older, bolder
Closer to those diamonds I was talking about
They tried to size me up but
Lijah is tough so stop riding his nuts
Thanks for the motivation, thank you guys a bunch
Bottomless mimosas because bitches love brunch
But anyway, let V.I. say his peace
Anyway, I said too much sheesh
Not enough breesh, might as well leave

Yeah, I can't pretend
I can't be nobody, I can't promise a grang
Had the world on my shoulders while I was hurting my hands
I put in the work, now I gotta nurture the plan
And turn a new leaf, known for always saying the least
I'm cracking the code but still trying to keep up the peace
From a boy to a man or better yet, peasant to king

For hard times I spill it like I'm not trying to be clean
Yeah
He really got no equal
He got a heart for people
I had to shed my ego
Now I am like an eagle
Heavy as the head always wearing the crown
They wouldn't listen to me then I know they listening now, yeah

Uh
You know the fees ain't important
You know the weed is imported
You know there's people recording
Claiming that he Big Meech we had the run up, extort him
Copped his girl that M3 cause he couldn't afford him
Now the wrist is doing dances like Tyla in water
She pick up on the first ring when I call her
Got the range cause I spoil her
Fez watching out the all black impala
Packs stretch from BK to Bahamas
And you know that I got it
And you know I got niggas beside me
It's 92 all down in your lobby
So you niggas can try it, aye
Yeah, you niggas can try it

It's V.I.
Make them say uh
It's no limits, it's no gimmicks
The flow they can't mimic
Show them how I'm living
She told me that it's given
All this ridiculousness, stay on my dizzic
Riddled by the wordplay, you heard it since the third grade
Had a little bop sipping C&C
Uh, it ain't simple being me I wear it like it's Dior

Said she like saline like Dion
Uh, if I ain't send the cash app we probably wouldn't be more
When I touch down, she was a raven like Bmore
Had to move around for the bucks, tryna see more
To be honest had to ante up the coupe, tryna be boss
Change the decor
Made my own way I never detour
All these lames need a recall
They in the past tryna recall