1-Up
Yuh, aye
We just rapping on this one
Show y'all I can rap
About nothing specific, we just going in
Yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Man, I want the plaques, I ain't got the metals
I ain't got no braces, call it Presi-dental
Want the biggest faces, yeah, presidential
Now we going places, 'cause the instrumentals
Yeah, for my lane I search
Website just dropped cop all the merch
From rags to riches like Don from dirt
Why would I ask for wishes when I can put in work
Yeah, I work for my craft, hurt for my craft
Murk the people that hate on what I draft
Write while I crap White and I'm black
That's why my soul be popping while I rap
I want the bag, yeah I want the bag
Only get it this way promise you that
Soon as I get to Sway man, i'ma brag
Hoping I get to stay present not the past
Change it up, one up like Mario
Feel a Late Night Drive, it's a party though
Hope I'm getting to the point where I say where'd Cardi go
She with Nicki getting freaky on the Barbie floor
Yeah, always wanted those
Go ahead and ask all my bros
They were day one visions, day one wishes
And I got to work for the goals
So I got to grind, so I got to find
The people that want the best for me, make 'em mine
We on the line, I feel they mind
And they saying I'm a legend on the day I die
Going to take the sign going to take a nine
'Cause I got to knock Drake right out his prime
Man, it's really been a climb and i'm running out of time
Got to wrap up the rhymes, word
Adriel kill 'em, go
Spending nights chilling with the fam
They the ones that helped me understand who I am
And when it comes to climbing all the way to the top
They the ones to tell me never ever stop no
Yeah you got to go, yeah you got to know
That this the reason you were planted on this Earth for
So when you grow and you start to do your own shows
We can tell you we were always in the know
Tell me now, tell me now, where it's at
Tell me now, tell me now, how I been
Look at me, look at me rap it up
You know that we ain't with the mumbling
Let all the success begin
Writing for the Pres, Tegan
Jon Bellion said it the best
Rap's just my hobby, count yourself as blessed
We've been working so hard now
We've been working so hard
We've been working so hard now
We've been working so hard
We just rapping on this one
Show y'all I can rap
About nothing specific, we just going in
Yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Man, I want the plaques, I ain't got the metals
I ain't got no braces, call it Presi-dental
Want the biggest faces, yeah, presidential
Now we going places, 'cause the instrumentals
Yeah, for my lane I search
Website just dropped cop all the merch
From rags to riches like Don from dirt
Why would I ask for wishes when I can put in work
Yeah, I work for my craft, hurt for my craft
Murk the people that hate on what I draft
Write while I crap White and I'm black
That's why my soul be popping while I rap
I want the bag, yeah I want the bag
Only get it this way promise you that
Soon as I get to Sway man, i'ma brag
Hoping I get to stay present not the past
Change it up, one up like Mario
Feel a Late Night Drive, it's a party though
Hope I'm getting to the point where I say where'd Cardi go
She with Nicki getting freaky on the Barbie floor
Yeah, always wanted those
Go ahead and ask all my bros
They were day one visions, day one wishes
And I got to work for the goals
So I got to grind, so I got to find
The people that want the best for me, make 'em mine
We on the line, I feel they mind
And they saying I'm a legend on the day I die
Going to take the sign going to take a nine
'Cause I got to knock Drake right out his prime
Man, it's really been a climb and i'm running out of time
Got to wrap up the rhymes, word
Adriel kill 'em, go
Spending nights chilling with the fam
They the ones that helped me understand who I am
And when it comes to climbing all the way to the top
They the ones to tell me never ever stop no
Yeah you got to go, yeah you got to know
That this the reason you were planted on this Earth for
So when you grow and you start to do your own shows
We can tell you we were always in the know
Tell me now, tell me now, where it's at
Tell me now, tell me now, how I been
Look at me, look at me rap it up
You know that we ain't with the mumbling
Let all the success begin
Writing for the Pres, Tegan
Jon Bellion said it the best
Rap's just my hobby, count yourself as blessed
We've been working so hard now
We've been working so hard
We've been working so hard now
We've been working so hard
Credits
Writer(s): Tegan Washington
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