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Smokin' on this gas, it got my eyes real low
I be goin' hard until the night is gone
Yeah, puttin' in the work, I can't relax
I know niggas waitin' on the boy to crash
Gotta do my thing and get my cash
'Cause I know they won't stop 'til they see me in a casket
Ain't gon' rest until a nigga vanish
Wanna see me disappear but this ain't magic
Bitch, it's real life and it ain't that shit
And this time, I might just be the realest that I have been
Flew my niggas out the country with me, we hella busy
I been gettin' money from some people that's tryna see me
Dropped my last tape, when I landed, shit hit me different
Woke up to the ocean in the morning like, "What a feeling"
Yeah, back to my ways
Watch your favorite artist hop right back onto the wave
I ain't even start, bitch, I still got a long way
So fuck what they say, bitch, I'm on top of my game
And I'm not to be played with, I ain't the guy
Fuck with me, my niggas finna slide
Trust me, they ain't finna play this time
Smokin' on this gas, it got my eyes real low
Cold shit 'round my neck, feel like an ice cream truck
I be goin' hard until the night is gone
Do it from the top, bitch, I don't write these songs
I've been strong, yeah
I've been on my knees with all these shackles on my feet
Never foldin', bitch, I'm standin' on my feet
And all these stories that you hear '
Bout in the street, keep 'em discreet
Run your mouth and lose your teeth, no direction with so much speed
Trust me, we gon' take off
Me and the 'migos workin' 'til dawn
Gettin' to the cheese, the parmesan
Shit that I be on (Woah)
I know some niggas wan' see us gone
(Boys that still react, we don't respond)
Just know that nothing ever lasts forever
I can't waste no time, I gotta go and snatch it, now or never
Diamonds come from pressure
Blood, sweat and tears, what I endure through my endeavors
Ain't nothin' that I fear, I done overcame whatever
I came with only one eye like Fetty Wap
Elevator highs but all these stairs will never stop
Done chasin' a bitch, I'm runnin' after the decimal
And yeah, she on my dick, she treat that shit like a pedestal
Fuck with me, you must not know that
And I'm not to be played with, I ain't the guy
Fuck with me, my niggas finna slide
Trust me, they ain't finna play this time
Smokin' on this gas, it got my eyes real low
Cold shit 'round my neck, feel like an ice cream truck
I be goin' hard until the night is gone
Do it from the top, bitch, I don't write these songs
I've been strong, yeah