Wait

Hearing my lyrics My flow and my verses If I'm the not coldest Then you must be dumb Ain't been the flashiest I just been making it Bigger and better The way that I want Run up the numbers In doubles and triples Man way that I'm going It's a blowout to come They say I'm cocky And way too dishonest But fuck what they think I'm just out having fun Stack up the racks I be running the numbers Put in the work Like I'm planning for summer Now that I'm pushing a whip They be gunning Wait till they see That I'm pushing a hummer Got people in here That secretly hate me Heard what they say And that shit doesn't faze me Been heard rumors Don't care what they saying Don't pay attention If shit doesn't pay me When you hear my music You know it be different I'm sure in my voice You can hear all the sinning Been living life Just the way that I'm living Before all the money Had liquor and women Pop in the room And my haters go missing Don't really blame em I slept with they're Mrs Now you must be think Should I even be listening But fuck what you think And just do what you feeling Don't hit my line Less you giving a check I want the M's I'm just looking like shady Got chains on my fingers My wrist and my neck Yeah I be flexing But still working daily Got lil niggas talking about Icy baguettes Yeah I be listening like What is you saying You live in low income And haven't paid rent But still got the time To be talking and hating Stack up the racks I be running the numbers Put in the work Like I'm planning for summer Now that I'm pushing a whip They be gunning Wait till they see That I'm pushing a hummer Got people in here That secretly hate me Heard what they say And that shit doesn't faze me Been heard rumors Don't care what they saying Don't pay attention If shit doesn't pay me