If you gon' be showin' fake love don't at me
Lookin offset at all dat off set actin
I won't be the type a nigga that you catch lackin
Youni can I perform? yeah you gotta cash app me
Expanding like some acne, soon we finna pop
Got the drop on lock, matter time that we cock back and spark
Beamin' up like scotty, hottie got me feelin' like Spock
YS on da west coast now I'm feelin' like Pac
How the f*ck he call himself a god
And then acknowledge that he proud of it, cannot see his intentions in the right
How the f*ck he constantly surprise wit the artistry
Bruh Hosky caught a body and got 65 to life
Paid time no short comings long way grinds
Lifes a marathon, I'm gassin' up a long way run that I'm on
Out last competition as if this shit was a contest
Some laughed at the vision i was livin' wit a complex
If I explained the lyric prolly couldn't get the concept
The way I tackle subjects
Always gotta bring the line back
Might have the wine and dine dat
Sit wit it
You understand or you related
Then you prolly would get wit it
Brought here wit the water, so you know i gotta drip wit it
Age of the drip to getchu hip dontchu slip nigga
Whoa shit
Feelin' like I'm JID young nigga wit a dream
Goin' big straight up out the six nigga what it is
The feelin dont leave me no
Yeah this feelin' wont leave
Always been royalty
Guess its what its gon' be
Hotboxing in the Uber we in East LA
Lil shawty acting stupid Ima have to skate
A couple plays, touching bread, tryna tuck a million
Paranoid since that last they almost killed me
Who these niggas in my business, I can't trust soul kid
18Karrot on the wrist f*ck the fake & phony
I was in that Honda Civic tryna shake the police
Niggas known me in the 6 I still love Lithonia
Blunted down on boulder-crest
Or Im back in motion
Sliding down the Vegas strip
Eating duck from London
Niggas lying in they wraps
Like the weed they rolling
Busting missions for the cash
Better keep in lowkey
Homie set me up for chips
But I passed em in the end
Lil bitch went sour on me
Shoulda seen it from the tip
When you trapping for the rent
Can't let that stress get in ya mental
So I'm keeping shit simple
While I smoke good exotic piff
Niggas sliding with them sharks
Addding blood to the mix
Tryna hang in every scene thats how Kings
Get Clipped
Heard the bullets fly quick
I just pray to god they missed
I wanna 6 series bimmer
And a droptop Benz
Tequila with the sprite
I ain't sipping on the beer
Down in silver lake she speaking Russian in my ear
Steady popping game Shawty blushing for a nigga
Yea just be dope nigga don't believe ya feelings, wuss good
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If you gon' be showin' fake love don't at me
Lookin offset at all dat off set actin
I won't be the type a nigga that you catch lackin
Youni can I perform? yeah you gotta cash app me
Expanding like some acne, soon we finna pop
Got the drop on lock, matter time that we cock back and spark
Beamin' up like scotty, hottie got me feelin' like Spock
YS on da west coast now I'm feelin' like Pac
How the f*ck he call himself a god
And then acknowledge that he proud of it, cannot see his intentions in the right
How the f*ck he constantly surprise wit the artistry
Bruh Hosky caught a body and got 65 to life
Paid time no short comings long way grinds
Lifes a marathon, I'm gassin' up a long way run that I'm on
Out last competition as if this shit was a contest
Some laughed at the vision i was livin' wit a complex
If I explained the lyric prolly couldn't get the concept
The way I tackle subjects
Always gotta bring the line back
Might have the wine and dine dat
Sit wit it
You understand or you related
Then you prolly would get wit it
Brought here wit the water, so you know i gotta drip wit it
Age of the drip to getchu hip dontchu slip nigga
Whoa shit
Feelin' like I'm JID young nigga wit a dream
Goin' big straight up out the six nigga what it is
The feelin dont leave me no
Yeah this feelin' wont leave
Always been royalty
Guess its what its gon' be
Hotboxing in the Uber we in East LA
Lil shawty acting stupid Ima have to skate
A couple plays, touching bread, tryna tuck a million
Paranoid since that last they almost killed me
Who these niggas in my business, I can't trust soul kid
18Karrot on the wrist f*ck the fake & phony
I was in that Honda Civic tryna shake the police
Niggas known me in the 6 I still love Lithonia
Blunted down on boulder-crest
Or Im back in motion
Sliding down the Vegas strip
Eating duck from London
Niggas lying in they wraps
Like the weed they rolling
Busting missions for the cash
Better keep in lowkey
Homie set me up for chips
But I passed em in the end
Lil bitch went sour on me
Shoulda seen it from the tip
When you trapping for the rent
Can't let that stress get in ya mental
So I'm keeping shit simple
While I smoke good exotic piff
Niggas sliding with them sharks
Addding blood to the mix
Tryna hang in every scene thats how Kings
Get Clipped
Heard the bullets fly quick
I just pray to god they missed
I wanna 6 series bimmer
And a droptop Benz
Tequila with the sprite
I ain't sipping on the beer
Down in silver lake she speaking Russian in my ear
Steady popping game Shawty blushing for a nigga
Yea just be dope nigga don't believe ya feelings, wuss good
Lookin offset at all dat off set actin
I won't be the type a nigga that you catch lackin
Youni can I perform? yeah you gotta cash app me
Expanding like some acne, soon we finna pop
Got the drop on lock, matter time that we cock back and spark
Beamin' up like scotty, hottie got me feelin' like Spock
YS on da west coast now I'm feelin' like Pac
How the f*ck he call himself a god
And then acknowledge that he proud of it, cannot see his intentions in the right
How the f*ck he constantly surprise wit the artistry
Bruh Hosky caught a body and got 65 to life
Paid time no short comings long way grinds
Lifes a marathon, I'm gassin' up a long way run that I'm on
Out last competition as if this shit was a contest
Some laughed at the vision i was livin' wit a complex
If I explained the lyric prolly couldn't get the concept
The way I tackle subjects
Always gotta bring the line back
Might have the wine and dine dat
Sit wit it
You understand or you related
Then you prolly would get wit it
Brought here wit the water, so you know i gotta drip wit it
Age of the drip to getchu hip dontchu slip nigga
Whoa shit
Feelin' like I'm JID young nigga wit a dream
Goin' big straight up out the six nigga what it is
The feelin dont leave me no
Yeah this feelin' wont leave
Always been royalty
Guess its what its gon' be
Hotboxing in the Uber we in East LA
Lil shawty acting stupid Ima have to skate
A couple plays, touching bread, tryna tuck a million
Paranoid since that last they almost killed me
Who these niggas in my business, I can't trust soul kid
18Karrot on the wrist f*ck the fake & phony
I was in that Honda Civic tryna shake the police
Niggas known me in the 6 I still love Lithonia
Blunted down on boulder-crest
Or Im back in motion
Sliding down the Vegas strip
Eating duck from London
Niggas lying in they wraps
Like the weed they rolling
Busting missions for the cash
Better keep in lowkey
Homie set me up for chips
But I passed em in the end
Lil bitch went sour on me
Shoulda seen it from the tip
When you trapping for the rent
Can't let that stress get in ya mental
So I'm keeping shit simple
While I smoke good exotic piff
Niggas sliding with them sharks
Addding blood to the mix
Tryna hang in every scene thats how Kings
Get Clipped
Heard the bullets fly quick
I just pray to god they missed
I wanna 6 series bimmer
And a droptop Benz
Tequila with the sprite
I ain't sipping on the beer
Down in silver lake she speaking Russian in my ear
Steady popping game Shawty blushing for a nigga
Yea just be dope nigga don't believe ya feelings, wuss good
Writer: Devin Burton, Maurius Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid