My Genna

You don't know what the next day brings

So be sure that you stack your bread up

All of this paper chasing

I ain't tired I ain't fed up

I really gotta watch my back there's rats in the streets and they want my cheddar

Never trust her 100% but I put trust in my ski my Genna

Running to the pounds from early no Tiktok but I hit that woah

She wanna chill with the choppers cos I ain't ya average Joe

Nah I ain't your average artist

I spin every beat I jump on they know I love cause carnage

This yute never seen 10 bands in cash why he wanna talk that garbage

They don't talk on my name in person so they all been looking retarded

Bro got the loud on deck and its stinking he ain't farted

Names Deeracks boss of the market

Ask bout me they know I'm the hardest

Put you on blast not with a cartridge

You don't know what the next day brings

So be sure that you stack your bread up

All of this paper chasing

I ain't tired, I ain't fed up

I really gotta watch my back there's rats in the streets and they want my cheddar

Never trust her 100% but I put trust in my ski my Genna

My ski my Genna bring that heat in whatever the weather

Please don't act like you know me who's that yute I don't know thiis bredda

Paper, chaser

Took an L I weren't that major

Cutting it up with a razor

Like Jeremy ain't new to the labour

Please just do me a favour

Don't ask me for a favour

Two fingers for a hater I'm on my grind but I ain't no skater

And I'm really up on the ball, shoot my shot like I ball for the Lakers

And broskis way too active give man a fade I ain't talking taper