Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malcolm Brown
Songwriter
Lyrics
Pace yourself, you bouta fall you should brace yourself
You **** soft and you hate yourself, I get it off like I’m Steph at the buzzer
It’s nothing, gon leave you how Raymond felt
Does anything matter, been waiting for rapture, so thankful for gifts, I ate through all the rappers
Don’t care who come first, better hope I ain’t after
Damn
That’s a lasting impression, smoke gas in my session
Then pass it to, no one, lil ****
A bow’ll constrict ya, that’s right to ya temple
Spur of the moment might Bowen y’all ****
Yea, dope out my system
Audio coke for a listener
Audi go skrt, that’s a missile
Boom
Pull out and zoom past you bitches
Yea
Pull out and zoom past you bitches I’m after these riches
Clean
Yea, I’m having visions, mean
Y’all **** bitches
Look
This a hostile takeover, first class spitta, still inducing layovers
She been tryna fuck, should I let her stay over, presidential visit if I call she stay open
Damn
And the ass stay poking, **** stay lurking, hoping they chosen
But
I feel like Neo, I’m the one, get it done, and the gun stay smokin’
We all in the matrix, I been getting dividends, stretching ends, all cuz my God been gracious
I been so impatient, chasing this greatness, your lack of understanding is not overstated
Fuck any racist with hatred, behind smilin’ faces and gatekeepers fakin’ like they really made us
Crown fit as tight as a glove and if you take offense I’m Gary Payton
Zoom
Right past you bitches
Yea
I need these riches, I got a vision
Yea
Written by: Malcolm Brown

