Lyrics
Ayo Killa K!
Took a step back just to breath
Cut em off and I did it with the ease
Wanna verse but my style ain't free
Copy paste now that nigga my seed
If I post then I'm blessing your feed
Fuck what she want, cause I'm really what she need
Niggas late, lemme catch em up to speed
Niggas hate when they can't get in the lead
Getting fly with no plans cause it's therapy
She keep checking her phone this hoe scarin me
Out the mud, I ain't lean on no charity
If you cross me, then it's cut, that's a guarantee
It's gone be a parade when they bury me
Niggas hate, but won't do shit but stare at me
I been trying not to tweak, but they daring me
I was sitting at my lowest you won't there with me
But they gon' say they was
Ain't see me sitting at my spot, they thought I gave it up
I'm out here planting money trees so I can rake it up
So when it come up through the ground just know the damage done
I need a seven figure check that say "it's all yours"
Keep on dissing have your bitch in here on all fours
Tryna keep it Christ like they got me off course
So it's music before me, girl, of course
Took a step back just to breath
Cut em off and I did it with the ease
Wanna verse but my style ain't free
Copy paste now that nigga my seed
If I post, then I'm blessing your feed
Fuck what she want, cause I'm really what she need
Niggas late, let me catch em up to speed
Niggas hate when they can't get in the lead
I ain't trippin' about nobody, this my life, nigga ain't no hobby,
Man, I'm in this Stu to work Ain't no club and it ain't no party,
Boy, I'm in this lab for real could be Rick or I could be Morty
Know that I can hold a grudge, I really don't care, you tell me sorry
Know I'm petty, huh, not the one you ready for
Instead of tryna mimic me, how bout you use that head of yours
Prayin' on my downfall, ain't gon' get you in the heaven's doors
Payin' me attention, ain't about to help your credit score