Notice Me
I'm way up way up
Can't keep it real, then I don't need you close to me
Niggas ain't who they supposed to be
I won't stop until the world notice me
'Cause really I feel like nobody cold as me
Double cup then I pour up the duce
Twist a blunt then I light up the fruit
Watch the niggas who be next to you
All that and I got shit to lose
Pistol on me that's the way that I move
Bitch love me, say she like what I do
Free Ruff, can't forget about Smoove
Fuck a bitch, I'm just after the loot
When I'm in my feelings I took percocets and they got me feelin' rude
Please get out my face, no, I don't wanna talk, right now I'm all on the moon
If we get the bag then we run up them racks, gotta get the bag, you know that we on the move
If he try to flex get three to the neck, and then two to the chest and then now he on the news
Since a youngin I been reckless clutching on a tool
What the fuck wrong with these niggas? Thinking I'm a fool
Can't take another L, no way in hell I'ma lose
So much shit be on my mind, Lord, what I'm gon' do?
Can't keep it real, then I don't need you close to me
Niggas ain't who they supposed to be
I won't stop until the world notice me
'Cause really I feel like nobody cold as me
Double cup then I pour up a duce
Twist a blunt then I light up the fruit
Watch the niggas who be next to you
All that and I got shit to lose
Pistol on me that's the way that I move
Bitch love me, say she like what I do
Free Ruff, can't forget about Smoove
Fuck a bitch, I'm just after the loot
Can't keep it real, then I don't need you close to me
Niggas ain't who they supposed to be
I won't stop until the world notice me
'Cause really I feel like nobody cold as me
Double cup then I pour up the duce
Twist a blunt then I light up the fruit
Watch the niggas who be next to you
All that and I got shit to lose
Pistol on me that's the way that I move
Bitch love me, say she like what I do
Free Ruff, can't forget about Smoove
Fuck a bitch, I'm just after the loot
When I'm in my feelings I took percocets and they got me feelin' rude
Please get out my face, no, I don't wanna talk, right now I'm all on the moon
If we get the bag then we run up them racks, gotta get the bag, you know that we on the move
If he try to flex get three to the neck, and then two to the chest and then now he on the news
Since a youngin I been reckless clutching on a tool
What the fuck wrong with these niggas? Thinking I'm a fool
Can't take another L, no way in hell I'ma lose
So much shit be on my mind, Lord, what I'm gon' do?
Can't keep it real, then I don't need you close to me
Niggas ain't who they supposed to be
I won't stop until the world notice me
'Cause really I feel like nobody cold as me
Double cup then I pour up a duce
Twist a blunt then I light up the fruit
Watch the niggas who be next to you
All that and I got shit to lose
Pistol on me that's the way that I move
Bitch love me, say she like what I do
Free Ruff, can't forget about Smoove
Fuck a bitch, I'm just after the loot
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Writer(s): Aaron Tago, Javorius Scott
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