Living my life yeah the way that I want
OK
Don't Text my Phone
I ain't tryna' talk
I'll reply OK
I'm on mission
I hope that you get it
Get out the way
If you don't see vision
OK
Don't tag me in shit man
I don't give a fuck
You and homies are nothin' but sus
All of you fools just be runnin' ya tongue
Don't comment, that comment
There's nothing in common
Yeah I got some problems
I been off my rocker
I act a lil cocky
I'm confident too
I'm tryna' get rich
And just shit on my shit ex
Cause she on the same shit
So tell her fuck you
Drama and problems
Don't profit too much
Commas make change
And I'm tryna' move up
You're do tryna' do what?
Chill and post up?
I need constant movement
I'm anxious when stuck
Head first at homeplate
I hit like a truck
Coming in last
Ain't a option for us
Nothing in common with ya
No more lying to you
I'm a lion
Reliant
On killing my food
I'm shark in the booth
With the sharpest of teeth
Read all the warnings
Don't go to the beach
If you hate on me now
Take a shot of some bleach
I know that you're mad
Your girl listens to me
Slappin' that track
With Roy Purdy Keag
The loudest of foes
Are the hardest to please
So I'll switch up my cadence
And do some rephrasing
Then cater fuck you
To all of their faces
Living my life yeah the way that I want
OK
Don't text my phone
I ain't tryna' talk
I'll reply OK
I'm on a mission
I hope that you get it
Get out the way
If you don't see the vision
OK {6x}
Up in yo state
The first stop is the plug (OK)
20 years old in New York
In the club
With the swing like mike
Momma said no drugs
Never listen at all
Pity the the fool
No pity the man
Who getting involved
The demons cold
Unleash the wolves
I break the chains
I rock the fur
The ice is on
The price is surged
I'm gone
Always be me
Only way
To succeed
Drop down menu
With the top down
Women
Had two on me
I might spaz just little
The life unhealthy
I duck the twit feed
She bust cause I am
Who say I am
You boys impostors
Taste like pussy
And this ain't yo vision
So don't even look please
The more that I look into it
I see what these niggas doing
They acting like the Indie
Really got em a label moving
The fact of the matter
Different planet
I been blooming
I still plan everything out
My gang booming
Still need no hate
Programs
I8 or Land
Rovers by the 6s
That one for my grams
And ion want no phone calls from them
KEAG and IshDARR
Okay bitch
OK