[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, yeah
Yeah, uh
I never had that many friends
They all acquaintance, I had to pretend
Now I don't care, 'cause my circle just tends
To be kinda small, 'cause that only make sense
But not only cent, 'cause it's gonna make dollars
I own the enemies, that ain't my problem
Really rhyme riddles and they tryna solve 'em
Yeah, I am a scholar, but I give Him but the honors
[Chorus]
Oh, okay
Hate me and love me, but I'm here to stay
God on my side, put rеspect on His name
Yeah, somе of y'all Judas, I know you betray
Oh, huh, okay
I remember like way back in the day
Rappin' in class, they thought this was a game
Yeah, it been my job 'fore I even got paid
[Verse]
Yeah, ayy
Go-Go to Gadget, man, it be so ratchet
Don't look like a rapper, they can't match the fashion
I stick to my passion, we gon' meet the masters
If God just be willin', we go 'round the planet
Yeah, got mercy on me, I can only imagine
I'm outta stock, but they still want a fraction
I ain't gon' panic, I don't need a Patek
'Cause I'm like a Rollie, a bunch y'all stay static
Haha, you think I'm wack? That's alright
Don't need your opinion, we ain't tight
Like Samson, you been lost sight
What's wrong is right, in spite, I might grab the mic
I- I don't need money to be at the top
I'd still be grateful with a closet from Ross
Finna put work in, and I will not stop
Yeah, straight from the jump, I'ma be my own boss
Yeah, uh, don't need a house in the hills, made of granite
I stay in my bracket and pay little taxes
I voted for God 'cause He stay on the ballot
Nothin' is left, I make writing a habit
Yeah, I pen and pad it if happy or tragic
Life in these bars, and I'll go on a tangent
All my songs swishes, I can't miss a basket
You never could win 'cause you been locked in magic, uh!
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, yeah
Yeah, uh
I never had that many friends
They all acquaintance, I had to pretend
Now I don't care, 'cause my circle just tends
To be kinda small, 'cause that only make sense
But not only cent, 'cause it's gonna make dollars
I own the enemies, that ain't my problem
Really rhyme riddles and they tryna solve 'em
Yeah, I am a scholar, but I give Him but the honors
[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh, okay
Hate me and love me, but I'm here to stay
God on my side, put respect on His name
Yeah, some of y'all Judas, I know you betray
Oh, huh, okay
I remember like way back in the day
Rappin' in class, they thought this was a game
Yeah, it been my job 'fore I even got paid
[Outro]
I never had that many friends-friends
They all acquaintance, I had to pretend-tend
Now I don't care, 'cause my circle just tends
To be kinda small, 'cause that only make sen—
Ayy, yeah
Yeah, uh
I never had that many friends
They all acquaintance, I had to pretend
Now I don't care, 'cause my circle just tends
To be kinda small, 'cause that only make sense
But not only cent, 'cause it's gonna make dollars
I own the enemies, that ain't my problem
Really rhyme riddles and they tryna solve 'em
Yeah, I am a scholar, but I give Him but the honors
[Chorus]
Oh, okay
Hate me and love me, but I'm here to stay
God on my side, put rеspect on His name
Yeah, somе of y'all Judas, I know you betray
Oh, huh, okay
I remember like way back in the day
Rappin' in class, they thought this was a game
Yeah, it been my job 'fore I even got paid
[Verse]
Yeah, ayy
Go-Go to Gadget, man, it be so ratchet
Don't look like a rapper, they can't match the fashion
I stick to my passion, we gon' meet the masters
If God just be willin', we go 'round the planet
Yeah, got mercy on me, I can only imagine
I'm outta stock, but they still want a fraction
I ain't gon' panic, I don't need a Patek
'Cause I'm like a Rollie, a bunch y'all stay static
Haha, you think I'm wack? That's alright
Don't need your opinion, we ain't tight
Like Samson, you been lost sight
What's wrong is right, in spite, I might grab the mic
I- I don't need money to be at the top
I'd still be grateful with a closet from Ross
Finna put work in, and I will not stop
Yeah, straight from the jump, I'ma be my own boss
Yeah, uh, don't need a house in the hills, made of granite
I stay in my bracket and pay little taxes
I voted for God 'cause He stay on the ballot
Nothin' is left, I make writing a habit
Yeah, I pen and pad it if happy or tragic
Life in these bars, and I'll go on a tangent
All my songs swishes, I can't miss a basket
You never could win 'cause you been locked in magic, uh!
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, yeah
Yeah, uh
I never had that many friends
They all acquaintance, I had to pretend
Now I don't care, 'cause my circle just tends
To be kinda small, 'cause that only make sense
But not only cent, 'cause it's gonna make dollars
I own the enemies, that ain't my problem
Really rhyme riddles and they tryna solve 'em
Yeah, I am a scholar, but I give Him but the honors
[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh, okay
Hate me and love me, but I'm here to stay
God on my side, put respect on His name
Yeah, some of y'all Judas, I know you betray
Oh, huh, okay
I remember like way back in the day
Rappin' in class, they thought this was a game
Yeah, it been my job 'fore I even got paid
[Outro]
I never had that many friends-friends
They all acquaintance, I had to pretend-tend
Now I don't care, 'cause my circle just tends
To be kinda small, 'cause that only make sen—
( Swaizy )
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