Laylow - Yeartokill

I been on my Laylow! I been thinkin' bout you like Plato Admitting I'm a lil' bit salty Connectin' witcha gettin' lil faulty Ion really trust nobody Ion really trust nobody So I guess a nigga can't blame her But even still I'm gettin' naughty Even still I'm gettin' stupid lucky, baby These bitches wan fuck me, baby Shordy got that water (And iii'mm) A rubber ducky, baby You just can't resist me, baby When i'm gone u miss me, baby I ain't got no training So you know I'm getting pissy, baby And that's "no rap cap" like a fitted, baby If i say it then I did it, baby You niggas is on my dick (And iii) Ain't really wit it, baby But your bitch told me that she miss it Told her I get it, no I get it baby... (But like, y'all really think I'm playing when I say...) I been on my Laylow! I been thinkin' bout you like Plato Admitting I'm a lil' bit salty Connectin' witcha gettin' lil faulty Ion really trust nobody Ion really trust nobody So I guess a nigga can't blame her But even still I'm gettin' naughty My year to kill... (Uh-el nnd-aa...) So keep your cool (Keep yo' cool, yeah) Look, My year to kill too silly Strong Will like I hail from Philly I've tryna keep it chill "He keep Meek, keep cool" I've been winning but I really ain't trying hard to I got dreams But a nigga got nightmares too What if I stop moving forward, but backwards? I'm trying to blow like AC through the rafters A nigga want smoke then, I'm twisting a Backwood Mad unexpected like a ring on the Raptors But I'm mad unaffected- (Consider the fact) I'm young, and I'm black, and you talking to FAFSA Obtaining this grain, I might need me a tractor (Wait, look) Your favorite rapper is a regular rapper (Ay, wha) Your favorite rapper is a- uh My Year To Kill getting crazy To the point where the bullshit don't phase me I ain't stepping on the pulpit til' you pay me Four-fif-wit-the-full-clip, like KD: Seven on me, ain't no hesi or maybe, I'm letting em go When you paving the way, you might step on some toes I had friends that was close, but they turned into foes I had windows and walls that I turned into doors Wait Ay Your favorite rapper he a regular Joe (Hey, hey) Your favorite rapper is a regular nigga (Hey! Wait) Your favorite rapper straight regular bro It's my Year To Kill, I might be pulling the trigger