Riding with my high beams on Switching lanes

Crackers tried to pull me They got caught up by the train

I told my Momma I can't get caught up In fame

Told my lil cousin hold your Head got to maintain

We ain't gone speak about them fuck ****

Ain't got no aim

I use to love them **** but I think they changed

When you separate they say you switch up

That's the game

I rather live my life in private like I'm on a plane

Bitch I be styling high top black McQueen's

High life private jet

I swear to god if I go broke I'm cutting off your neck

Swear I wont let the system rob me for my intellect

This how I get my day going

I'm trying drop a bomb

Napalm octopus flow

I work the beat like I got 8 arms

They say the streets cold Moncler Sweater help me stay warm

Go off the top its like I say poems

This FN got me covered like its State Farm

BJ forever my brother I told him stay calm

And these pussy **** green Draymond

If the crackers get me they gone think I'm def I ain't gone say none

I be trying to make a song but i keep venting

New year same hustle got to make them listen

Cartier buss down got these bitches tripping

41 presidential came out that bitch glistening

The Jwett showing love my yat keep giving

Everybody wanna be a rapper that shit so ridiculous

Where was you when I was freestyling and got detention

Ion got no name for it ima keep spitting

Riding with my high beams on switching lanes

Crackers tried to pull me they got caught up by the train

I told my momma I cant get caught up in fame

Told my Lil cousin hold your head gotta maintain

We ain't gone speak about them fuck **** aint got no aim

I use to love them **** but I think they changed when you separate they say you switch up thats the game

I rather live my life in private like I'm on a plane