Slatt

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Uh, I'm on the ones, but I'm stepping wit' two

You can't step in my shoes, this life I ain't choose, the fuck you expect me to do?

Like bitch, I'm a star, ain't tryna converse you know that we chuckin' the dooms

I'll pop out the blue and bun up a feather, I'm breakin' records when I shoot (swish)

I took an L, but then I got back on my feet, I'm a W

And I even got fans on the opp block listenin' to all of my tunes

Uh, soon as that **** got dropped, I seen a spike in his views

And I ain't get spoon-fed, I was in the trap where they lightin' the spoons

****, you speakin' on Py if we in the streets, then keep it off-line (let's go)

I ain't tryna get knocked even though I got lawyer money just to beat it at trial

And he ain't a demon on time he screamin' on live, ain't even outside (woo-woo)

I bet if I hit him, they won't find him for the next 365

No sleep, I was stuck in traffic all day, I got money bags under my eyes

Don't slip, gotta keep that shit on my waist, my **** it's do or die

Don't drift, slide, you can get flipped for throwin' the wrong sign

Shit ain't sweet on my side, birds get flied early in the mawnin' time

And you **** better duck 'cause I'm taped up, get his curtain closed, fuck drape up

Catch a **** lackin' like bumbaclot, got ran down by Jamaicans (raas)

Started with a crumb and I gave the crew tons, my block so cold you get goosebumps

Steppin' one and a two gotta move somethin', better get up and do somethin'

Like I ain't got the time or the patience, I'm tryna to get busy, let's do this shit right now

Said it's on sight, when we see him it's pow-pow, he outta sight now

Say that she love me, I told her I can't love her back, I'm in love with the hustle

Now don't call me, don't text me gwan easy I'ma hit you back when I'm ready to fuck you

She like, "Fuck you" (hahaha)

Uh, I'm on the ones, but I'm stepping wit' two

You can't step in my shoes, this life I ain't choose, the fuck you expect me to do?

Like bitch, I'm a star, ain't tryna converse you know that we chuckin' the dooms

I'll pop out the blue and bun up a feather, I'm breakin' records when I shoot (swish)

I took an L, but then I got back on my feet, I'm a W

And I even got fans on the opp block listenin' to all of my tunes

Uh, soon as that **** got dropped, I seen a spike in his views

And I ain't get spoon-fed, I was in the trap where they lightin' the spoons