Letras
Ain't enough time in a day 'cause there's too much to capture
That's why you can find me working 'til the morning after
I been reading four agreements, hearing every chapter
See so much light inside my work like I'm a fuckin' gaffer
Mind my business, keep my word, I'm such an ancient breed
Seen so many people switch up, I just can't believe
Same people out here prolly spreading hate to me
Are same people who once said I'd be in major leagues
Why don't you look for your own answers
Instead of listening to all the BS
The ups and downs, like pole dancers
They'd rather listen to what they heard, for the birds, all randoms
If you don't fuck with me, then just don't fuck with me
Stay there 'cause you don't get four chances
I gotta think for my own peace
Getting goals reached, saying fuck standards
I gotta think for my own tree
In my own world, no cameras
Even though I know I'm meant for arenas
Know I'm a G like Serenas
Lambos, Hummer truck, and Bimmers
Though I don't need it, I just might get it and flaunt it
For people who never believed us
For when they sh
For when they 6K on the plot
For when they show love more than not
Ain't see it back then, better watch
See, this army only singin' over Glocks
They was tryna put a nigga in a box
If you ain't reading in between the lines
I started finally connecting the dots
I went from little nigga with the fade
All the way to big homie with the locks
I've been feeling holy lately like the Crocs
Now they finna only play me on the aux
Only way you finna play me if you try to play me
Niggas nowadays like to jock, Stan
I remember every face that ever tried
To tell me, "Go and kick rocks," damn
Crazy how anything that really ain't for you always gets blocked well
Fuck a bag, I'm in my shell
Introverted type, still the murder type
Shit get pricier than oxtail