Niloc - Idk, just me Lyrics

Walking in my path
More I see more I get tired (uh) Bridges cutting off
With several people
A-always tryna lie
My routine? singing
Money making fien (banks)
My style so fly
Finna get me in a f*cking magazine
I ain't got my permit yet and
Y'all be throwing stop signs
Driving cadillacs
When y'all can't pay it
Ain't it sad right?
Targeting me?
Tryna get me off the scene
Photographic memory
Denying goals
Bunch of referees
Why can't this be stopped
I can't runaway from my thoughts
Get me outta here
My life ain't worth nun'
Everyone in here's the same so no fun
Y'all bunch of eaters
When I drop
Y'all tryna get close
Matter fact
Motherf*cker you beated
Keep it real
I'm better than you chat with me
Feel the vibe Im in get a drink
Side by side you'll see
I'm the guy who's been in prophecies
Walking in my path
More I see more I get tired (uh) Bridges cutting off
With several people
A-always tryna lie
My routine? singing
Money making fien (banks)
My style so fly
Finna get me in a f*cking magazine
Blocking me won't change the fact
Im out here making hella racks
Im on every feed
Hate seeing me win
Bitch got a heart attack (uh)
LA chosen but Canadian
Where them hoes at?
F*ck it bring the rosé
While we driving in a maybach
Why can't this be stopped
I can't runaway from my thoughts
Get me outta here
My life ain't worth nun'
Everyone in here's the same so no fun
Y'all been waiting for my album
I been waiting for the moment
They tryna be lil different
But can't switch the game
Like i did
I'm in my room right now
Sock on my mic that's how
I'm finna be big authentic
Bet on myself better flow like wow