[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
There are ain't no discussion
I'm not here to amuse
The way that I backed that juice you'd think I was Russian
I say "Privyet", then I push on her buttons (Haha)
And my last one still wanna talk, but she fuck with a dork, man I'm talking McLovin (Shut up)
Had a few man moving like family, but sadly I burned the bridge and cut them
Now, how many times did I say that I'd pattern, and how many times did the opposite happen?
And what would I do if I don't have faith in myself by now, man it's hard to imagine (It's hard)
Get fucked or get shit done
Went in my account, tryna find that balance
I took off like I hopped in the wagon, I'm spitting that fire, I come like a dragon
Like, you best be honest
You're not on it
I got love for my dog like Wallace
And Gromit
Bro, how can I be this hard when I still roll college?
It's ironic; skinny yute on the chase for a big fat stack in my wallet
I might blow up 'cos my bars like [?]
Got flows on flows and it's sick like vomit
Ay bro, fuck a rise and shine (Fuck it)
I'm on that rise, and getting outside, to get on my diligent grind (Grind)
I'm not tryna bill it and cry (Cry)
Real talk, I'm still getting tired of these women that lie and their hollow replies (Fuck you)
But really I knew it was time when I gripped on her thigh and she looked in my eye
[Verse 2]
I feel like this life is a movie
And I'm in the heart of the drama - live on the edge like I'm Uzi (Vert)
And, that's the way life goes
Speak my mind when I'm with bro
Not the same when I'm at home
Not the same when I'm alone
Man, I fade away to get in my zone
Like, this yute loves to pretend that he rates me, real talk, he wanna burn this bridge (Burn it)
Just in case if I make it and cop a buss down with a German whip (Skrrr)
I got frog eyes 'cos the weed got me baked, I'm feeling fucked up, on my Kermit shit (I'm good)
And last year, man were looking for a girlfriend, this year, feel like I'mma curve this bitch (Haha)
[Outro]
I wanna buss down 'til I hurt this wrist, this don can't spit, let me murk the prick
I'm ahead of my game, ahead of my time on the mic, lil' man, you're still learning it
I was burning chip, switch up the lifestyle, learning curve from a learning dip
At the end of the day I'mma earn my quid
At the end of the day she wanna birth my kids
Yeah, yeah
There are ain't no discussion
I'm not here to amuse
The way that I backed that juice you'd think I was Russian
I say "Privyet", then I push on her buttons (Haha)
And my last one still wanna talk, but she fuck with a dork, man I'm talking McLovin (Shut up)
Had a few man moving like family, but sadly I burned the bridge and cut them
Now, how many times did I say that I'd pattern, and how many times did the opposite happen?
And what would I do if I don't have faith in myself by now, man it's hard to imagine (It's hard)
Get fucked or get shit done
Went in my account, tryna find that balance
I took off like I hopped in the wagon, I'm spitting that fire, I come like a dragon
Like, you best be honest
You're not on it
I got love for my dog like Wallace
And Gromit
Bro, how can I be this hard when I still roll college?
It's ironic; skinny yute on the chase for a big fat stack in my wallet
I might blow up 'cos my bars like [?]
Got flows on flows and it's sick like vomit
Ay bro, fuck a rise and shine (Fuck it)
I'm on that rise, and getting outside, to get on my diligent grind (Grind)
I'm not tryna bill it and cry (Cry)
Real talk, I'm still getting tired of these women that lie and their hollow replies (Fuck you)
But really I knew it was time when I gripped on her thigh and she looked in my eye
[Verse 2]
I feel like this life is a movie
And I'm in the heart of the drama - live on the edge like I'm Uzi (Vert)
And, that's the way life goes
Speak my mind when I'm with bro
Not the same when I'm at home
Not the same when I'm alone
Man, I fade away to get in my zone
Like, this yute loves to pretend that he rates me, real talk, he wanna burn this bridge (Burn it)
Just in case if I make it and cop a buss down with a German whip (Skrrr)
I got frog eyes 'cos the weed got me baked, I'm feeling fucked up, on my Kermit shit (I'm good)
And last year, man were looking for a girlfriend, this year, feel like I'mma curve this bitch (Haha)
[Outro]
I wanna buss down 'til I hurt this wrist, this don can't spit, let me murk the prick
I'm ahead of my game, ahead of my time on the mic, lil' man, you're still learning it
I was burning chip, switch up the lifestyle, learning curve from a learning dip
At the end of the day I'mma earn my quid
At the end of the day she wanna birth my kids
( Joseph AD )
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