Hearing my lyrics
My flow and my verses
If I'm the not coldest
Then you must be dumb
Ain't been the flashiest
I just been making it
Bigger and better
The way that I want
Run up the numbers
In doubles and triples
Man way that I'm going
It's a blowout to come
They say I'm cocky
And way too dishonest
But fuck what they think
I'm just out having fun
Stack up the racks
I be running the numbers
Put in the work
Like I'm planning for summer
Now that I'm pushing a whip
They be gunning
Wait till they see
That I'm pushing a hummer
Got people in here
That secretly hate me
Heard what they say
And that shit doesn't faze me
Been heard rumors
Don't care what they saying
Don't pay attention
If shit doesn't pay me
When you hear my music
You know it be different
I'm sure in my voice
You can hear all the sinning
Been living life
Just the way that I'm living
Before all the money
Had liquor and women
Pop in the room
And my haters go missing
Don't really blame em
I slept with they're Mrs
Now you must be think
Should I even be listening
But fuck what you think
And just do what you feeling
Don't hit my line
Less you giving a check
I want the M's
I'm just looking like shady
Got chains on my fingers
My wrist and my neck
Yeah I be flexing
But still working daily
Got lil niggas talking about
Icy baguettes
Yeah I be listening like
What is you saying
You live in low income
And haven't paid rent
But still got the time
To be talking and hating
Stack up the racks
I be running the numbers
Put in the work
Like I'm planning for summer
Now that I'm pushing a whip
They be gunning
Wait till they see
That I'm pushing a hummer
Got people in here
That secretly hate me
Heard what they say
And that shit doesn't faze me
Been heard rumors
Don't care what they saying
Don't pay attention
If shit doesn't pay me