Lyrics

Y'all just trying to stay relevant I move like a veteran I don't give a fuck about Nobody I come across Nobody put a on pedestal Y'all respect be minuscule Y'all let bitches ridicule All on their feet like pedicure Get ill-treated like how'd it go One of my exes texting me All up in my DMs sexually Talking about how she missing me Wanna go back still mess with me Nah boo never till the death of me I'm so in-tune like a symphony This growth be hitting like ecstasy Compounding exponentially Took some time I've been in my den Been so down I deaded the end Thought I would never see the light of the day Mother fuckers would never see me breathing again Na mother fucker I'm still in the game The cell phone started ringing again Now I'm here till the end of the days Stacking the bread like I'm running a bakery I'm not a rapper I'm a businessman Since i was a teen I was earning the bread I'm not your average joe they too immature Them I can't even be with, they Texting them bitches a minion face Ima make that money a million ways Some people achieve Other people just celebrate So ahead of my time shawty calls me daddy Caught so many bodies it's hard to call me natty Murder on my mind these new rappers ain't ready Keep them kids inside I'm a psycho with a machete So ahead of my time shawty calls me daddy Caught so many bodies it's hard to call me natty Murder on my mind these new rappers ain't ready Keep them kids inside I'm a psycho with a machete King of the bounce backs Working to count stacks You working in mouse traps I ready them wolf packs King of the bounce backs Working to count stacks You working in mouse traps I ready them wolf packs Make a beat then I kill it She speak to my adrenaline Give me top ain't talking no ceiling Change the topic you talking no millions Pull her hair like a cat fight She so swole like a snake bite Kicked her out of the door on late night Only french kisses no french fries Different ladies different states They pressed for the bitches I threw away If it ain't about growth I don't make time I take a flight then I move away There's a difference between a lady and a bitch I know you know there's one that you just hit and one you miss There's a difference between a man and a simp I know you know there's one that you should cherish one you kick So ahead of my time shawty calls me daddy Caught so many bodies it's hard to call me natty Murder on my mind these new rappers ain't ready Keep them kids inside I'm a psycho with a machete So ahead of my time shawty calls me daddy Caught so many bodies it's hard to call me natty Murder on my mind these new rappers ain't ready Keep them kids inside I'm a psycho with a machete King of the bounce backs Working to count stacks You working in mouse traps I ready them wolf packs King of the bounce backs Working to count stacks You working in mouse traps I ready them wolf packs
Writer(s): Rohan Vora Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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