Letras
Think you competing with me
Better go fasten ya seatbelts in need of some help
Y'all ain't fast enough too far ahead of all y'all
You ain't catching up to me cuz all of y'all
Are in the back of the line that is behind the line
That is in back of us
Took you one look at my face had you panicking
Had that ass backing up
Hooked up with matador now you boyz mad as fuck
Kush in my optimo love to smoke Cali bud cannabis
But only rolling eight grams in a fat ass blunt
At a time high off this bag of bud
Grinding non stop because nothing was hand to us
Having fun at the sometime getting tatted up
Fuck what you gotta say cuz it don't matter bruh
Laugh at my haters who say they been rapping for years
I blew up the Bayfront in a matter months
Mad at me cuz I'm all up on magazine covers
Lamborghini I'm maabing constantly change colors
Yea I'm in my prime
Gravity ain't like no other rapper
Out here on the motherfucking scene I outshine bustaz
Nobody that averages numbers I'm averaging
Take one look at me ain't nothing that's average bitch
Hop out with the baddest bitch out of my brand new whip
Both of us look like we're fresh out a magazine
Designer T shirt and a belt with some fashion jeans
High off of designer herb smelling like Cali weed
This is my time that no person can fathom
Just how I took over the world in a matter weeks
No casualties taken alive I'm not wasting my time
I grab hold of the mic this whole rap game is mine
I blew up when hooked up with a crew they call matador
But the truth is I've been here this whole time
Y'all wanted war so I brought armageddon
Thought I told all of y'all boyz you ain't ready
For what ima bring to the motherfucking table
I stepped on the scene my whole city in jeopardy
Mad at me cuz I'm all up on magazine covers
Lamborghini I'm maabing constantly change colors
Yea I'm in my prime
Gravity ain't like no other rapper