These days yeah it's all about' the melody
These days, I been thinking bout' my destiny
Tell the truth, words don't matter, all about the hook
And I'm cookin' up the sauce, know I made you look
I'm whippin' the sauce, childish gambino, man he is a boss
Lyrics don't matter, just tryna get crossed
Sippin that henny, smoking that pot
Life of a rapper, I'm building them stacks
Rapping bout stuff that I don't even have
Roley flex, I just post up for the gram
With my bands yeah
Chain so heavy, it might fall right in my hands yeah
You see them diamonds on my rings, pull up in benz yeah
I chill with your girl, say that she likin' the fact that I rap
Don't listen to lyrics, she post me on snap
Music fell off, now it's all about trap
These days yeah it's all about' the melody
These days, I been thinking bout' my destiny
Tell the truth, words don't matter, all about the hook
And I'm cookin' up the sauce, know I made you look
Tryna make sense, of what i'm hearing, what is she playing?
I'm hearing some words, don't get what he's saying
I'm bumping my head, while losing my head
Listen to rap, but this shit is dead
What happened to nas, what happened to em
Least we got cole, least we got sean
But all of these women, they wanna be lit
Don't listen to shit that making some sense
At least with 50, he givin' some cents
New generation, I'm living in old
My flow is so new but my lyrics is cold
One day they be bumping that Shiv
Outlive all these rappers, don't rap about shit
I'll flex and I'll rap, and I'll do it again
Don't come up to me, explain it again
These days yeah it's all about' the melody
These days, I been thinking bout' my destiny
Tell the truth, words don't matter, all about the hook
And I'm cookin' up the sauce, know I made you look