Letras
Said I won't be shit behind my back, watch this
Stocks gon' hit different when I come back
That's what I get having dreams
You won't know what I mean til' I'm done wit the lab
Sights might still be cracked
Always had my doubts but that was the past, now look who's on top, bitch
Now they on watch, bitch
And I'm just doing me, why they mad I'm happy (yeah)
You took my goals as a joke
But compare us both, then there's no way you laughin at me
Said you improved, dawg you shouldn't have spoke
Made it look like I been shoulda had a Grammy
And this ain't my shit, I make hits for the folks,
If I don't, then that's 4 niggas mad at me
Ain't nothing like you dudes don't get to assuming
Bro went to Jupiter, now he lookin dumb
The way they move confuse me, they might've vented
But that ain't nothing new, they always been sus
Diamonds all orange but still fuck trump
We poppin ya crew, leave a whole lotta puss
Combos land flawlessly, got god screaming above me like, "Nice work, you're going nuts!"
Ya wife still on my nuts, but I'm outta sick leave, I ain't doin nothing
Dropped the bands on the way to the jeweler
Dropped the pants, now she giving me schoolar
Damn i mean scholar
Bro wanna be a baller, but won't put the work in, damn what a loser
I can't be serious with bro, he a goober
Made friends with a big ass bitch, she super
Wait a moment
I prolly shoulda said tutor, but I was just too locked in on the first recording
Bruh never once saw the vision or put in the effort, so what makes their word important
Team too cold, we drop all our ice on the floor, you'd think there's a winter storm and
Talk on the gang you hear (psh psh psh)
Like a tablez song with a few trigger warnings
No need to beam me up
Fuck a summit, I'm ascending, still reaching up
Work day by day, got mad shit I'm heating up
Dawgs trust the process, they said I could fly
But I dropped my wings, better pick them pieces up