Intro
I just get better with time yeah
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
I just get better with time yeah
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
I got two hundred songs I don't know if ima drop
Watching the time fly by on the clock
Punching the clock when I'm off yeah dodging the ops
Give a mother fuck what you thought
No I don't xan but I stay with the bars
I'm outta body I'm up with the stars
I stay one hundred Im straight with the scars
Fuck all that clout shit keeping it raw
I got that rocket fuel lock up your jaw
I lay a hook and they bite my style
I jump on stage and they all go wild
Manifestation the smell in the air
I'm on top soon I'm on top soon air that out in the room
It's a sweep no broom with ease man they sweet like fruit
Mind your tongue when I bum through
Yeah I still rock the same shoes
Down to kick it like kung fu
Don't get hit with the jutsu
1v1 with your girlfriend bout to turn her into a monsoon
What that mean ima slip through hear a lot of ah ooo ooo
I ain't acting like I'm rich
But you still faking like a bitch
Designer fake I can tell by the stitch
I'm really out here pulling strings
I just get better with time yeah
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
I just get better with time yeah
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
I just get better with time yeah
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
I got two hundred songs I don't know if ima drop
Watching the time fly by on the clock
Punching the clock when I'm off yeah dodging the ops
Give a mother fuck what you thought
No I don't xan but I stay with the bars
I'm outta body I'm up with the stars
I stay one hundred Im straight with the scars
Fuck all that clout shit keeping it raw
I got that rocket fuel lock up your jaw
I lay a hook and they bite my style
I jump on stage and they all go wild
Manifestation the smell in the air
I'm on top soon I'm on top soon air that out in the room
It's a sweep no broom with ease man they sweet like fruit
Mind your tongue when I bum through
Yeah I still rock the same shoes
Down to kick it like kung fu
Don't get hit with the jutsu
1v1 with your girlfriend bout to turn her into a monsoon
What that mean ima slip through hear a lot of ah ooo ooo
I ain't acting like I'm rich
But you still faking like a bitch
Designer fake I can tell by the stitch
I'm really out here pulling strings
I just get better with time yeah
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
I just get better with time yeah
Death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life
Credits
Writer(s): Rico Quinones
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