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Yeah Yeah yeah Ysn! Ysn! Never needed help from nobody Rather do it myself Shortie say I got this flow 'bout me If I fuck you don't tell Rocking that fly shit from orbit apparel Might just move to LA no hotel I be in the stu sometimes I don't sleep well Any nigga fuck my bitch you can keep her Ion really like to beef but I ain't Backing down from no smoke nigga imma be there I stay ready no I never prepare Smoking so much nigga ion breath air I'm so fly nigga like peter I can never fall in love with no eater Industry wicked some soul keepers Hottest in my city with no features Imma pay in all cash ain't doing leases All my niggas some dogs with no leashes I just want a hunnid bands so I could, put it in my safe I just want my diamonds dancing just to, flex it in yo face I appreciate my fans but I love them niggas who hate I can't have no leach around me gotta bring some food to the plate Never felt like this before Music heat heart is cold Never flat-footed for my bros Going ghost until I'm whipping a ghost From winter city going straight to the coast Never slipping but a nigga came close That's why I'm strapped at my shows I don't need no love now I never had it You just like a joint light you up and ash it No gymnastics get the pack it backflip I can't do attachments cause this love is tragic Know some addicts money never mattered Long as they get high nothing else matters Fuck the clout don't care bout status Everywhere I go they like who dat is Ysn who they be talking bout Ion like to talk I walk it out Balmains with them denim Came from nothing what a feeling Sky the limit fuck a ceiling Hot head all this ice got me chilling Too much money why stop at a million Lock me up too much pussy I'm killing I'm not the type to get even I beat all the odds Pull up wit a stick it got a dick pause Just cause I'm winning don't mean I never took a loss Everybody for themselves you won't last if you soft Shortie face down in my draws And she clappin' no applause Win or lose Ion know 'bout a draw Fuck wit me kick your head like a ball My voice just like art there's a picture I draw Niggas hate, still they lurk, that's the way it go If you ain't, down to ride, gotta let me know Feel the pressure building on me, Imma bout to blow Betta watch just how you stepping young nigga I'm trained to go Never needed help from nobody Rather do it myself Shortie say I got this flow bout me If I fuck you don't tell Rocking that fly shit from orbit apparel Might just move to LA no hotel I be in the stu sometimes I don't sleep well Any nigga fuck my bitch you can keep her Ion really like to beef but I ain't Backing down from no smoke nigga imma be there I stay ready no I never prepare Smoking so much nigga ion breath air I'm so fly nigga like Peter I can never fall in love with no eater Industry wicked some soul keepers Hottest in my city with no features Imma pay in all cash ain't doing leases All my niggas some dogs with no leashes I just want a hunnid bands so I could, put it in my safe I just want my diamonds dancing just to, flex it in yo face I appreciate my fans but I love them niggas who hate I can't have no leach around me gotta bring some food to the plate
Writer(s): Harry Westlake, Jamiah Brown, Stephgotthewaves Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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