Told them to fly with me
People who ride with me
We gonna run the key
People don't ride on me
People who hate on me
Love you like Beverly
Went there and prayed for it
Gotta be God in me
They told me I'm trapper
But I'm not even a rapper
I went like 4 thousand in miles like for ever
I got that connection for 24/7
You choose to sit down or go up and get it
Uh yeah
Never did what they told me
They told me stop making my music and beats
Stop dreaming big and try to succeed
Stop being different and hide it indeed
That's what I hear and I don't accede
Maybe I gotta just simply secede
From all that that what me to die and concede
Uh yeah
17 and I'm back
My beats smack like gun with a total attack
Your people and culture is totally wack
I work on the future don't work for rack
My people are conscious we back on the track
Maybe I did like some sins in the back
But I never ran for the things that you lack
Money oh
Power no
Take my flow
Dollars 4
Gotta go
Not my row
Take that low
You too slow
Told them to fly with me
People who ride with me
We gonna run the key
People don't ride on me
People who hate on me
Love you like Beverly
Went there and prayed for it
Gotta be God in me
They told me I'm trapper
But I'm not even a rapper
I went like 4 thousand in miles like for ever
I got that connection for 24/7
You choose to sit down or go up and get it
Yeah yeah you gotta go get it
I just work and I'm flipping it
I ride a bus and I'm flipping it
Your parents they bought you a car in a lease and you not even able to pay for your gas (lame, dog)
I'm flipping so good I always throw up when I see your look
Your parents they couldn't teach you to cook
You couldn't help yourself to open a book bro
Yeah and ain't no judge
I'm just comparing some stuff to myself
I trying and boosting to do it myself
Saikovski - WACK Lyrics
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Told them to fly with me
People who ride with me
We gonna run the key
People don't ride on me
People who hate on me
Love you like Beverly
Went there and prayed for it
Gotta be God in me
They told me I'm trapper
But I'm not even a rapper
I went like 4 thousand in miles like for ever
I got that connection for 24/7
You choose to sit down or go up and get it
Uh yeah
Never did what they told me
They told me stop making my music and beats
Stop dreaming big and try to succeed
Stop being different and hide it indeed
That's what I hear and I don't accede
Maybe I gotta just simply secede
From all that that what me to die and concede
Uh yeah
17 and I'm back
My beats smack like gun with a total attack
Your people and culture is totally wack
I work on the future don't work for rack
My people are conscious we back on the track
Maybe I did like some sins in the back
But I never ran for the things that you lack
Money oh
Power no
Take my flow
Dollars 4
Gotta go
Not my row
Take that low
You too slow
Told them to fly with me
People who ride with me
We gonna run the key
People don't ride on me
People who hate on me
Love you like Beverly
Went there and prayed for it
Gotta be God in me
They told me I'm trapper
But I'm not even a rapper
I went like 4 thousand in miles like for ever
I got that connection for 24/7
You choose to sit down or go up and get it
Yeah yeah you gotta go get it
I just work and I'm flipping it
I ride a bus and I'm flipping it
Your parents they bought you a car in a lease and you not even able to pay for your gas (lame, dog)
I'm flipping so good I always throw up when I see your look
Your parents they couldn't teach you to cook
You couldn't help yourself to open a book bro
Yeah and ain't no judge
I'm just comparing some stuff to myself
I trying and boosting to do it myself
People who ride with me
We gonna run the key
People don't ride on me
People who hate on me
Love you like Beverly
Went there and prayed for it
Gotta be God in me
They told me I'm trapper
But I'm not even a rapper
I went like 4 thousand in miles like for ever
I got that connection for 24/7
You choose to sit down or go up and get it
Uh yeah
Never did what they told me
They told me stop making my music and beats
Stop dreaming big and try to succeed
Stop being different and hide it indeed
That's what I hear and I don't accede
Maybe I gotta just simply secede
From all that that what me to die and concede
Uh yeah
17 and I'm back
My beats smack like gun with a total attack
Your people and culture is totally wack
I work on the future don't work for rack
My people are conscious we back on the track
Maybe I did like some sins in the back
But I never ran for the things that you lack
Money oh
Power no
Take my flow
Dollars 4
Gotta go
Not my row
Take that low
You too slow
Told them to fly with me
People who ride with me
We gonna run the key
People don't ride on me
People who hate on me
Love you like Beverly
Went there and prayed for it
Gotta be God in me
They told me I'm trapper
But I'm not even a rapper
I went like 4 thousand in miles like for ever
I got that connection for 24/7
You choose to sit down or go up and get it
Yeah yeah you gotta go get it
I just work and I'm flipping it
I ride a bus and I'm flipping it
Your parents they bought you a car in a lease and you not even able to pay for your gas (lame, dog)
I'm flipping so good I always throw up when I see your look
Your parents they couldn't teach you to cook
You couldn't help yourself to open a book bro
Yeah and ain't no judge
I'm just comparing some stuff to myself
I trying and boosting to do it myself
Writer: Viktar Saikouski
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