Split
Forward then I go back
But I know that
But I know that
Gotta hold back
Always hold on what you say (hold up, hold up)
Trinity the reasons andale
Aye, aye
Up and atom
Got my homie look like Danny Phantom
Gotta open up the Bible pick em up and then I sat em aye
Finna get em saw them wishing on my head
Old me simping but back from the dead (yea yea)
Yea yea, reminiscing but the new the ones meeting them, but not leaving them
She said that the clingyness don't bother her
But look I beg to differ
Cuz I'm looking down the road you steady taking pictures
Question my passion
Stay with the fashion
Got my visions on me getting a plaque and
Gon respect, but they nagging and lagging
Gon discriminate but musics my passion
Now you know about me
Getting mad so I had to rap 'bout them freaks
Yea, got Mr. Rod back to back
Better step back for a loss...
Yea, I just wanna prove
I just wanna prove
To you that I can be it it too
Yea, I can make it too
Yea, you do not believe me
But you know that's not true
You try to hide the news
Yea, you ain't nothing but a fool
You like look at me I'm all cool with the crew
Let me educate you
Who the who are you
Let me shoot the hoop
Imma make the game split
Imma put it on a wish list
Yea imma put it on a motherfucking note (fuckin' note)
Cuz I see that's it's not clear enough
They don't stop they keep on going
But I'm done for now (yea I'm done)
I'm just chasing after dough (chasing after dough)
Can't talk so they fold you on hold
Yea yea
Why they act so bold
Got the gold but they lonely
When they coming home
Why the tone always short to me
I'm just tryna cope
Got the rope, she made a noose for me
Why this always new to me
Want it to be true to me
Back and forth
Back and back and forth watch me work
Got nobody but myself, just myself
I'm not a loner
Not a stoner
Not a quarter
Not a joker
I gotta go with the flow cuz this is how it goes
This ain't a joke
This ain't a hoax
I got a lot of jokes
CS looking like Nick Crompton
Why don't I see you running
Aye, aye
I'm the flash I gotta dash
I cannot see my past yea
I'm just gonna rap yea
But I know that
But I know that
Gotta hold back
Always hold on what you say (hold up, hold up)
Trinity the reasons andale
Aye, aye
Up and atom
Got my homie look like Danny Phantom
Gotta open up the Bible pick em up and then I sat em aye
Finna get em saw them wishing on my head
Old me simping but back from the dead (yea yea)
Yea yea, reminiscing but the new the ones meeting them, but not leaving them
She said that the clingyness don't bother her
But look I beg to differ
Cuz I'm looking down the road you steady taking pictures
Question my passion
Stay with the fashion
Got my visions on me getting a plaque and
Gon respect, but they nagging and lagging
Gon discriminate but musics my passion
Now you know about me
Getting mad so I had to rap 'bout them freaks
Yea, got Mr. Rod back to back
Better step back for a loss...
Yea, I just wanna prove
I just wanna prove
To you that I can be it it too
Yea, I can make it too
Yea, you do not believe me
But you know that's not true
You try to hide the news
Yea, you ain't nothing but a fool
You like look at me I'm all cool with the crew
Let me educate you
Who the who are you
Let me shoot the hoop
Imma make the game split
Imma put it on a wish list
Yea imma put it on a motherfucking note (fuckin' note)
Cuz I see that's it's not clear enough
They don't stop they keep on going
But I'm done for now (yea I'm done)
I'm just chasing after dough (chasing after dough)
Can't talk so they fold you on hold
Yea yea
Why they act so bold
Got the gold but they lonely
When they coming home
Why the tone always short to me
I'm just tryna cope
Got the rope, she made a noose for me
Why this always new to me
Want it to be true to me
Back and forth
Back and back and forth watch me work
Got nobody but myself, just myself
I'm not a loner
Not a stoner
Not a quarter
Not a joker
I gotta go with the flow cuz this is how it goes
This ain't a joke
This ain't a hoax
I got a lot of jokes
CS looking like Nick Crompton
Why don't I see you running
Aye, aye
I'm the flash I gotta dash
I cannot see my past yea
I'm just gonna rap yea
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lozano-valdivia
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