Lyrics

Got 'em (oh), yeah (ALB Beats) Sca- (Reapyy) Is that Shoki on the beat? (Yeah-yeah-yeah, ayy) Yeah-yeah, Lxrd (Reapyy) Ah, doing me, nigga, forget that I'm doing me It's never a challenge, just doing me (ya) You say you gon' get me, then we gon' see (huh) Let's see if you're 'bout it just you and me Come with the static, I love to beef Shit if you snapping then snap at me (ya) Handle this shit like I usually (chu-chu, chu-chu) Only show love when you're up trust They never feature the new release I got a buzz lost it so what What you gon' do? Send a meme at me? (Uh) Don't give a fuck I got the dub (uh) Who gives a fuck if they feeling me? (Ya) I've had enough, go get my cup Let's go again, there's no ruling me Every minute, every hour, every second, every day Never ends, it never ends Every minute, every hour, every second, every day (ayy) It never ends, it never ends (hold up, ayy) (fuck!) I ain't gotta tell no lies, my nigga shit is what it is (ayy) Bitch, I'm just taking my time, I'm 'bout this rap shit when I'm lit (fuck) It's fucking weighing on your pride to see me way up from the pit (yea-yea) I see the envy in your eyes, I say the word and you get hit Lunacy, top dog scrutiny Stop clocks move the piece, who's on movin' me? Argh! T-t-try tell me who to be (ayy) Nothing they can do to me (ya) Up man, I'm soon to be (ya) Every minute, every hour, every second, every day Never ends, it never ends Every minute, every hour, every second, every day It never ends, it never ends (ayy, ya-ya) (fuck!) I told you our vibes never been the fucking same (ayy) Never catch me lacking, now I'm fucking paid (ayy) Get paid fucking massive for these selfish ways Had a taste of lavish and it fucked my brain I'm the source of madness you can't get away No need for the acting, we just tell it straight Cap about that action fam we not afraid You ain't did a fraction of the shit you say How did he get this dope? Really I stay in the zone (zone) Easy and ready to roll (ya) I don't say it I show (huh) Niggas gon' play this and pour They putting bodies floors? No, they been making up All that cap gon' fold Really I've said it before When the roof gon' break the walls Tell the truth you ain't on soil En route to break the standard But the standard breaks them all Go tuck those necklace carrots These niggas been ripping them off Chu-chu, chu-chu-chu, chu-chu (huh) (Scar)
Writer(s): Marius Listhrop, David Pointer, Oliver Sykes, Matthew Kean, Jona Weinhofen, Matthew Nicholls, Lee Malia, Iggy Borjesson, Agustin Bausilio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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