December
Remember december you bent over timber
The darkness you entered im stuck in my mention and she feel the tension
And i'm out here blessing the world
I don't want discretion
And not to confess but i've got all this shit on my chest
I'm just trying to be doing my best like the rest like i don't need no guidance
Remember the days i was acting defiant and i went to jail cuz i had like 10 charges
Felt like the king but no lion they say i'm not trying i'm doing my hardest
Bitches around cuz they know that i got it
I'm out here like often just droppin the fire
I gotta aquire the style
I'm lightened like it was a lighter
Bitch im a soldier
Yeah bitch im a fighter
They'll open fire as soon as i make it but that shits ok cuz at least i'm not basic
My drawings they'll trace it
I'm hard like the pavement
These bitches they take it cuz i'm gonna make it
I don't gotta fake it like all of these others
They shaking my hand and they calling me brother
But when backs start turning like who is your cover
When i'm down and under ill rise right above it
I'm grindin i hit the pop shove it
I'm making this music and hoping they love it
And smoking on loud in the country its ruccus
I'm finna just fill up my cup like a bucket "then count all just money and tuck it
Ima stop and stay fuck it
Godamn godamn
The darkness you entered im stuck in my mention and she feel the tension
And i'm out here blessing the world
I don't want discretion
And not to confess but i've got all this shit on my chest
I'm just trying to be doing my best like the rest like i don't need no guidance
Remember the days i was acting defiant and i went to jail cuz i had like 10 charges
Felt like the king but no lion they say i'm not trying i'm doing my hardest
Bitches around cuz they know that i got it
I'm out here like often just droppin the fire
I gotta aquire the style
I'm lightened like it was a lighter
Bitch im a soldier
Yeah bitch im a fighter
They'll open fire as soon as i make it but that shits ok cuz at least i'm not basic
My drawings they'll trace it
I'm hard like the pavement
These bitches they take it cuz i'm gonna make it
I don't gotta fake it like all of these others
They shaking my hand and they calling me brother
But when backs start turning like who is your cover
When i'm down and under ill rise right above it
I'm grindin i hit the pop shove it
I'm making this music and hoping they love it
And smoking on loud in the country its ruccus
I'm finna just fill up my cup like a bucket "then count all just money and tuck it
Ima stop and stay fuck it
Godamn godamn
Credits
Writer(s): 6 Cartier
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