R.A.S.
I'm like ghadamn, I'm on a roll now
All these bitches, they be looking so profile
I'm on a high lane. Can't take it slow now
Don't be asking questions, you know how it goes now
Said we started low
But we aiming high
We going to the sky
Hope you keeping up
So ready, aim, shoot
I know you see the proof
Everyday it's win win
I wasn't born to lose
Pen to the pad
These niggaz top boys these niggaz top floor
We out here in Durags
I got a shawty she foreign she stripping and flipping the bricks in the whip
When I'm catching a lick
Was a vixen when I walked the city with Chris in my crocs
At the top of the game
I don't fuck with a lame
Got my x in a box
So fuck it we bout to smash
Somebody call 911
My niggaz up in this club
My hoes up in this club
I just can't get enough
We step in it like pussy cuz we wet it up
Different day same question
They just really want the answers
They've been waiting on the countdown
Cuz everything I do standard
Wait. Yeah. Let's get it straight
Keep to yourself. You don't want any flame
I ain't about to watch you in your feelings
Keeping it hush, you don't know what the deal is
Nah. I ain't got nothing to fear
Bar for bar. I got it locked down
So best be ready if you taking it there
Better believe I got em where I need
Putting my name on everything I did
I don't follow. All I do is lead
I got a couple investing in me
I just started, I'm not ready to leave
I show them the face that I want em to read
They ain't ready, they ain't ready for this
They ain't ready, they ain't ready for me
You hesitated, I grabbed it
I felt the feeling, I loved it
You pissed me off and your forced me
When you saw the line and you crossed it
Now I'm stone cold Austin
You had your mind and you lost it
And I did it all for you
You had my time and you lost it
I'm like ghadamn, I'm on a roll now
All these bitches, they be looking so profile
I'm on a high lane. Can't take it slow now
Don't be asking questions, you know how it goes now
Said we started low
But we aiming high
We going to the sky
Hope you keeping up
So ready, aim, shoot
I know you see the proof
Everyday it's win win
I wasn't born to lose
Tell me something I don't know
Check the process check the code
We be working haters still be lurking on a low
Trying to break the humble soul, no.
True to myself never needed no help
Ask me how I did it top of the shelf
No need to check up on me check on yourself
Ain't quitting till I hit the top, you cannot stop
I'm the best of me feeling the energy rap is dying
I'm the remedy call me the cure, wait... you still want some more?
Break the process will my lyrics I'm feeling this
In the skin of many patients like syringes
It's okay if you can't keep up or wait up I'm about to hit the one or two step layup
If you owe then pay up damn!
I'm trying to work hard and grind for my fam
So determined to blow making that gram
Now people that I don't know call me fam
Maybe cuz I'm smoking hot like a gram
Said we started low
But we aiming high
We going to the sky
Hope you keeping up
So ready, aim, shoot
I know you see the proof
Everyday it's win win
I wasn't born to lose
So ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
I wasn't born to lose
So ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
I wasn't born to lose
Ready
All these bitches, they be looking so profile
I'm on a high lane. Can't take it slow now
Don't be asking questions, you know how it goes now
Said we started low
But we aiming high
We going to the sky
Hope you keeping up
So ready, aim, shoot
I know you see the proof
Everyday it's win win
I wasn't born to lose
Pen to the pad
These niggaz top boys these niggaz top floor
We out here in Durags
I got a shawty she foreign she stripping and flipping the bricks in the whip
When I'm catching a lick
Was a vixen when I walked the city with Chris in my crocs
At the top of the game
I don't fuck with a lame
Got my x in a box
So fuck it we bout to smash
Somebody call 911
My niggaz up in this club
My hoes up in this club
I just can't get enough
We step in it like pussy cuz we wet it up
Different day same question
They just really want the answers
They've been waiting on the countdown
Cuz everything I do standard
Wait. Yeah. Let's get it straight
Keep to yourself. You don't want any flame
I ain't about to watch you in your feelings
Keeping it hush, you don't know what the deal is
Nah. I ain't got nothing to fear
Bar for bar. I got it locked down
So best be ready if you taking it there
Better believe I got em where I need
Putting my name on everything I did
I don't follow. All I do is lead
I got a couple investing in me
I just started, I'm not ready to leave
I show them the face that I want em to read
They ain't ready, they ain't ready for this
They ain't ready, they ain't ready for me
You hesitated, I grabbed it
I felt the feeling, I loved it
You pissed me off and your forced me
When you saw the line and you crossed it
Now I'm stone cold Austin
You had your mind and you lost it
And I did it all for you
You had my time and you lost it
I'm like ghadamn, I'm on a roll now
All these bitches, they be looking so profile
I'm on a high lane. Can't take it slow now
Don't be asking questions, you know how it goes now
Said we started low
But we aiming high
We going to the sky
Hope you keeping up
So ready, aim, shoot
I know you see the proof
Everyday it's win win
I wasn't born to lose
Tell me something I don't know
Check the process check the code
We be working haters still be lurking on a low
Trying to break the humble soul, no.
True to myself never needed no help
Ask me how I did it top of the shelf
No need to check up on me check on yourself
Ain't quitting till I hit the top, you cannot stop
I'm the best of me feeling the energy rap is dying
I'm the remedy call me the cure, wait... you still want some more?
Break the process will my lyrics I'm feeling this
In the skin of many patients like syringes
It's okay if you can't keep up or wait up I'm about to hit the one or two step layup
If you owe then pay up damn!
I'm trying to work hard and grind for my fam
So determined to blow making that gram
Now people that I don't know call me fam
Maybe cuz I'm smoking hot like a gram
Said we started low
But we aiming high
We going to the sky
Hope you keeping up
So ready, aim, shoot
I know you see the proof
Everyday it's win win
I wasn't born to lose
So ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
I wasn't born to lose
So ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
Ready, aim, shoot
I wasn't born to lose
Ready
Credits
Writer(s): Oboise Umobuarie
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