(Damn BT)

I been rappin' a couple of years already, they want me to demonstrate (Ok cool)

I was messin' and textin' a bakery bitch with a fat ass to gimme cake (Right now)

I been prayin' and hustlin', tryna get rich, please God, for goodness sake

I got a plan

Enemy show me love, they probably gon' see me win

I was surprised I got that news

Only the bad bitch come in two's

Used to have dreams becomin' a hooper, but I spend a band on tennis shoes

I get a 10 and we outside

They call me a pro the way I drive

**** done kept the same exact color inside of his head, but he almost died

Capital P

I put a bitch on pause, the bit keep playin' with me

I got the game in a headlock

I ain't got a shorty, but I got a favorite B

I ran into crazy women

So many girls that caused me to have no feeling

I'm in a drop top coupe right now

I like to drive it without no ceilin'

And I finally changed my number, don't waste my time with no more calls, yeah

Time to go run up commas, don't waste my time with no more bullshit

On God I was supposed to chill

I left the house in a Richard Mille

I left the house in Balenci frames

10 other bitches I entertained

You gotta learn yo lesson

How in the world you a dime can't pay attention?

Big booty hoe was dancin'

Tryna get me rock hard like Marilyn Manson

Met a new girl this evening

I can already tell she lyin', she so deceivin'

I'm on the way to go get paid and if you ever did me dirty, return the energy (Ok)

Don't text my phone about no paper, I turn the other cheek

Want me to drop my song sometime this week

I'll drop another week

Did so many bitches wrong inside my life

Ion care, it's under me

Retire from the game, I feel like Thomas Brady

Hold on, shit

Should I retire from the game? I feel like Walter Payton

Hold on, shit

Should I retire from the game? I feel like Lawrence Taylor

Hold on, shit, yea

Sometimes Ion wanna be playa Sometimes Ion wanna be single

Sometimes gotta say me a prayer (Amen)

Only one time been in love

Had to fill that void with drugs

I didn't mean to fuck your family

Only hit it just because

I been grindin' since the bottom

But the goal is up above

I won't talk about your situation, cause who am I to judge

I done caught unnecessary bodies

Done got into it with everybody

Your business, I don't care about it

It's not in my rotation

(At all)

My sneakers came from Fear of God

Got BBL her rear side

She wrote 'bout me, her dear diary

I need standing ovation

I been rappin' a couple of years already, they want me to demonstrate (Ok cool)

I was messin' and textin' a bakery bitch with a fat ass to gimme cake (Right now)

I been prayin' and hustlin', tryna get rich, please God, for goodness sake

I got a plan

Enemy show me love, they probably gon' see me win

I was surprised I got that news

Only the bad bitch come in two's

Used to have dreams becomin' a hooper, but I spend a band on tennis shoes

I get a 10 and we outside

They call me a pro the way I drive

**** done kept the same exact color inside of his head, but he almost died