Please don't hit my phone bitch I'm on the way
I can't do the mind tricks I don't wanna play
I said I think it's my time bitch don't wanna wait
I sit on music like it's five bricks I got the caine
I ain't rich but shit my mind is I can't complain
All the shit I make is timeless got my own lane
In the clouds that's where my mind is just like a plane
I touched my neck wish I was Midas I need a chain
She said my flow was sick I told her like no it's insane
You could listen all my songs and ain't a single one the same
Boy I just heard what you dropped I heard that single it was lame
I peeped all my competition aint no equals in this game
Hold up let me switch it up real quick just for fun hoe
Neighbors called the feds on me don't come to the front door
Realest in the game baby what I gotta front for
Keep a paper plane baby I don't smoke no frontos
Used to have them footballs on me had to punt those
Always kept my spirit high even when the funds low
Hit you with a spirit bomb f*ck you tryna duck for
If you ain't send me money I'm like what you hit me up for
Please don't hit my phone bitch I'm on the way
I can't do the mind tricks I don't wanna play
I said I think it's my time bitch don't wanna wait
I sit on music like it's five bricks I got the caine
I ain't rich but shit my mind is I can't complain
All the shit I make is timeless got my own lane
In the clouds that's where my mind is just like a plane
I touched my neck wish I was Midas I need a chain
Baby bust me down
Don't f*ck with your energy so I don't come around
Slime em like a centipede we finna hunt em down
Love of the game was deep in me I think I'm running out
Cuz every day they sleep on me shit got me buggin out
Like hold up let me get it back I think I could get it right
I'm not tryna leave yo side baby please just spend the night
They say I ain't living right I say I'm just living life
That's why I been moving mean to show em that the kid is nice
But no way I could finish last
Long as I'm out getting cash
These boys don't be spitting fire
These boys just be spitting ash
I was never freshman of the year was in a different class
But they left me on read an never hit me back so
Please don't hit my phone bitch I'm on the way
I can't do the mind tricks I don't wanna play
I said I think it's my time bitch don't wanna wait
I sit on music like it's five bricks I got the caine
I ain't rich but shit my mind is I can't complain
All the shit I make is timeless got my own lane
In the clouds that's where my mind is just like a plane
I touched my neck wish I was Midas I need a chain