It do be kinda hard doe
Pull up in a brand new rover
Get the hell away from me, bitch I need closure
Stop acting like you know me, I don't know ya
I don't know ya, you is just a hoe bruh
I am in a different league
I'm a different breed
Chilling in the studio
With my boy, Matty G
People say I'm just a singer, but I'm spitting bars
Me and the whole crew pulling up in foreign cars
My old bitch thought that she could play me like I'm a guitar
But you know that I'm finna be a star
Take your bitch to mars
Pull up with the bars
You know what it is
Matty on the beat, ay
You know what it is, ay
I be up all day
Ya, ya
Every day I feel so alone
My family uplifts me and puts me on a throne
I never moan
I wish I could hang up the phone
Instead my shot is blown
I get taken down
Everyone coming for my crown
I left your mom
Wearing her gown
I leave her like Posty
Saying "wow"
I need this shit now
It's time for a beat change
I switch lanes in my foreign
I don't wait, ay
Never thought that I'd be alone
Timmy thick
He hitting up my phone
Oh it's time
For Josh to catch a rhyme
He is my mother f*cking slime
I hate rhymes
It ain't a crime
I don't drink wine
Unless it's fine
I don't die
I never cry
Pop you like a molly now you're f*cking dead, ay
Whipping out the pistol aim it at your head, ay
Flirting with your bitch, now she in my bead, ay
Yeah, you heard what I said, ay
Imma pull up with the AK
You know we grinding like every day
You know that we don't play
F*ck an opp, f*ck my enemies