9. Walkin Vibration
Engineer: Astrik
Producer: TreyBeatzz
Writer: Jonathan Isaiah
Thank You Junior
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(Chorus)
I ain't tryna take the world
In the palms of my hands
I'm just tryna make some music
While these sexy girls dance
If she twerking on her own
While I'm counting up my bands
Then I guess it's gone be on
When she grabbing at my pants
(Verse 1)
I swear they fucking up the game
These rappers know they lame
Ain't been around for the pound
Claiming that you popping off a cap
Couldn't raise the hair off my back
Talking bout the bottle or the strap
Don't walk into my function
With all that fuck shit
Chasing my callings
While you flunking
You say you balling
And while you flaunting
Same one's talking
Can't keep money
No more wasting time
With dummies
I been thinking
Can't keep running
From my problems
I need guidance
I need models
I need timing
So I caught it
And I'm all in
I been walking
Y'all been sprinting
And you still ain't near my namesake
You popping pills, just to maintain
This type of still inside of yo brain
Fake smiles, I look past that shit
You niggas is counterfeit
My team know I'm bound to win
(Chorus)
I ain't tryna take the world
In the palms of my hands
I'm just tryna make some music
While these sexy girls dance
If she twerking on her own
While I'm counting up my bands
Then I guess it's gone be on
When she grabbing at my pants
Engineer: Astrik
Producer: TreyBeatzz
Writer: Jonathan Isaiah
Thank You Junior
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(Chorus)
I ain't tryna take the world
In the palms of my hands
I'm just tryna make some music
While these sexy girls dance
If she twerking on her own
While I'm counting up my bands
Then I guess it's gone be on
When she grabbing at my pants
(Verse 1)
I swear they fucking up the game
These rappers know they lame
Ain't been around for the pound
Claiming that you popping off a cap
Couldn't raise the hair off my back
Talking bout the bottle or the strap
Don't walk into my function
With all that fuck shit
Chasing my callings
While you flunking
You say you balling
And while you flaunting
Same one's talking
Can't keep money
No more wasting time
With dummies
I been thinking
Can't keep running
From my problems
I need guidance
I need models
I need timing
So I caught it
And I'm all in
I been walking
Y'all been sprinting
And you still ain't near my namesake
You popping pills, just to maintain
This type of still inside of yo brain
Fake smiles, I look past that shit
You niggas is counterfeit
My team know I'm bound to win
(Chorus)
I ain't tryna take the world
In the palms of my hands
I'm just tryna make some music
While these sexy girls dance
If she twerking on her own
While I'm counting up my bands
Then I guess it's gone be on
When she grabbing at my pants
( Jonathan Isaiah )
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