Voices

(Voices)

(Voices)

(I'm tryna live it up large)

(Voices)

(These voices make me go hard)

(Voices)

(You gotta keep a revolver, ooh)

Voices, these voices make me go hard

They have the choices, I want a walk-in garage

'Rari's and Royces, Bentaygas and Cullinans

R8s and Rovers, I'm tryna live it up large

I'm taking corners

The same ones they took my **** away from

Tryna stack it for tomorrow but we live for today

And these voices in my head don't even listen to me

Dirty Money told me save and get it different ways

Seven ways of income ain't enough

But the life we live is fucked

Where I'm from if you make money it's a different kind of up

I know they hate, look in their face, I get a different kind of look

The weight on me, they hate on me, we getting paid

Sippin' mud and mix it with the lemonade

They try stop me, that's why I ain't showing face

The weight on me, they hate on me, it's 'cause we made

This threat on me, it's holding six and not a plate

We was breaking bread while they was eating cake

Press the button, watch these doors work on this Wraith

Look in the ceiling and I feel like I'm in space

That was the moment I was dreaming while awake

Had her on the phone, I just told her to pray for me

I got nicked and I sat in the station patiently

I went 'no comment' the whole way, I did it faithfully

The weight on me, they hate on me, but now we paid

Tryna make what you make in a year in a day

You've kinda run out of options

You gotta keep a revolver, ooh

It's these voices, these voices make me go hard

They have the choices, I want a walk-in garage

'Rari's and Royces, Bentaygas and Cullinans

R8s and Rovers, I'm tryna live it up large

I'm taking corners

The same ones they took my **** away from

Tryna stack it for tomorrow but we live for today

And these voices in my head don't even listen to me

Dirty Money told me save and get it different ways

I'm getting to it 'cause nothing was ever given to me

I started rapping, now everybody here listen to me

Tryna fuck the game doggy-style and missionary

I feel alive like I was walking through a cemetery

I-I'm a do you in this Porsche car

Shades on, doing 150, dodging them cop cars

I might crash another sports car

Put this Lambo' mode in Corsa, yeah, I whip it like it's Forza

And my hood's goin' crazy

Push the pedal on the whip, I hold the wheel, I gotta hold on

I don't want half, I want a whole one

Taking my time 'cause I'm a rockstar

It's like things ain't never changing where I'm from

You leave your house, it ain't promised you coming home

It's kinda sad, I gotta keep one nearly everywhere I go

So I know the streets ain't somewhere I belong

Yeah, wewantwraiths, but I like Bentaygas

Wewantwraiths, but I like Bentaygas

I keep making these choices

Based on all of these voices

I'm hearing voices, these voices make me go hard

They have the choices, I want a walk-in garage

'Rari's and Royces, Bentaygas and Cullinans

R8s and Rovers, I'm tryna live it up large

I'm taking corners

The same ones they took my **** away from

Tryna stack it for tomorrow but we live for today

And these voices in my head don't even listen to me

Dirty Money told me save and get it different ways

(Voices)

These voices make me go hard

They have the choices, I want a walk in garage

(Voices)

These voices make me go hard

They have the choices

I'm tryna live it up large

(Voices)

These voices make me go hard

(Voices)

You gotta keep a revolver, ooh