Letras
It's no fillers
I'm so realer
Petrol in him, Ima flow like two rivers
I'm dropping jewels, got em watching the throne, it's like the world in my palms
I might fuck around and dribble
Love, it's hard to find it
I'm Inglewood's finest, don't need no consigning, the hating I don't mind it
Faking I don't buy it, faded I can't hide it, she bad, I got behind it
But I can't wife it, my
Foot on the pedal
It's new levels
Ain't hard to tell, you can see what I'm on
Alhamduliliah, man I should read the Qur'an
Turn the news on, another one of us gone
Looked up to niggas moving midget since I was a teen
Had to risk it for the biscuit and collard greens
In a booth I'm 23, got the hooks like Kareem
Me and money ain't much coming in between
Niggas listening to this, balling up they fist
I ain't tryna diss but a lotta y'all should call it quits
Never needed fame, but I'll take a couple plaques
I'm just glad that I made it out the trap