Hype man in the corner waiting to spaz out like he funk flex

If you envy somebody that’s making a lane for themselves then you gotta step

I found my calling letting my cash automate I’m getting paid to exist

Only one in my state fitted up like this they gonna know just how I flex

You can’t glo if you always worried about what’s next

This year you better not play with the boy putting belt to ass then hitting the jets

When I walk in a room they salute

Put respect on my name ima vet

New mental paid off Just had to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming

Forcing the fakes to see me shine on my own they finna get subpoenaed

I got tired of living frugal I need a new wardrobe I had to clean up

Lock in trust no one they not gonna help you unless you please em

When life tries to fuck me I fuck it back

I’m cracking the code

I Hang with them soldiers you hanging with toys you GI Joe

Too calm to go tic for tac if you think ima bitch then bitch I’m the baddest hoe

In the dirt puttin in the grease with my elbow

Rank up I’m in the top tier ima noble that’s going global

Left the bullshit in the past ain’t fuckin with birds we crossing out dodos

Chest out stand tall like bol bol

Fit look like I came from soho

Shades on me baby I get migraines if you try and flash my photo

Rock wit a boy band still go solo

I built this shit brick by brick so touching my work is a no no

Im the blueprint you just a proto

I’m popping out in the masions

Moving like ima Freemason

Snakes all around me but I ain’t talking ima just tell em I’m nameless

Chill as Canadian goose in this household we don’t do no raging

Parents told me I’m an old soul but I’m a young sensation

Watching the city get tore up fuck Ice put them pigs in a blanket

Stay to myself my family got beef we living like Roscoe Jenkins

Im tryna watch my health but I won’t say no if you blazin

All this game im teaching like damn I should’ve enrolled in Cambridge

Too geeked up like Donald glover In 09

These **** want beef but they small fries

I’m just tryna break bread with some breadwinners

Gotta Run this shit up til my head spinning

My looks could kill

Swag too killer walked in with a scythe

Talk to me nice

We going up hand over fist white on rice

Life’s a gamble fuck it I’m taking that risk

Shut up and roll dice

I’m on fye

Blood sweat tears and headaches to get here I’d do it again I’d pay that price

New mental paid off Just had to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming

Forcing the fakes to see me shine on my own they finna get subpoenaed

I got tired of living frugal I need a new wardrobe I had to clean up

Lock in trust no one they not gonna help you unless you please em