Yeah
I've been looking down that road I know I won't lose hope
I ain't falling but I cannot hold the rope
My grip is taking a toll, I bet it all never fold
I'm out of my comfort zone, so let me get in my zone
Yeah, let me get in my zone
I push the button on my whip, let it go
I'm standing on my money, new J's, you think that I've grown
A nigga stay the same but my intuition is gold
Like that shit around my neck, diamonds making me cold
Frostbite in the sun shit, never gets old
Ain't a shooter but I know some niggas ready to blow
My mental is metal, the instrumentals taking me home
Not to mention I can never do this shit on my own
It's funny because the irony is that I'm always alone
I grip the mic and sping a 16, right for the hoes
And turn around and spit a 32 just for the bros
While these rappers bite the same flow?
Why these rappers ride the same road?
Some these niggas popping but they got the same notes
I'm about to pull up in a range rove If a nigga do the same song
Pull up in a new fit, I'll be rocking this shit
Not a fan of you if you be trying to pocket them chips
Get some liquor in me, I might just pop out in this bitch
I got the gang with me in case opportunity hits
I've been looking down that road I know I won't lose hope
I ain't falling but I can't hold the rope
My grip is taking a toll, I bet it all never fold
I'm out of my comfort zone, so let me get in my zone
Yeah, let me get in my zone
I push a button on my whip, let it go
I'm standing on my money, new J's, you think that I've grown
A nigga stay the same but my intuition is gold