Clear (Remix)
It's only the beginning that you seeing
Never knew, had no clue what it was like before
It hit me soon enough now I'm glistening
Shining, perfect, I deserve it
All the fame it's not game
A message to all my haters
Never knew I could produce
Who you thinkin' on the beat?
Yeah I heard its some words on the street that somebody trynna be me
If you talking, claim you bold, better at me
If you say you blocked, I know you lyin'
'Cause I let people watch me succeed on the daily
All you can do is assume about me, about me
(All you can do—about me, bout me)
This ain't daycare
I ain't watchin' no boy (Nope)
Breakfast, lunch, if you spend them bands on me (Run that money)
He like the way that I talk, He say I talk funny
He don't know nobody like me 'cause I be on my stuff (Period)
Block yo' number
Dye my hair
And be with the stuff
Livin' stress free and you can't call me (Ah hah)
I know you hurt and depressed s.n.s.
I told you tighten up like City Girls
You lost a slim fine woman with some boss with her
Now you on the phone cryin' tryna talk to me
Bag back boy you can never get it like me
(Lost your opportunity) Yung Bre mke
Never broke, always woke
1 milly on the way
Got a job, getting paid, you might see me on the freeway
Drivin' to my house 'cause yo' man wanna me
Yo' man wanna see me
Never knew, had no clue what it was like before
It hit me soon enough now I'm glistening
Shining, perfect, I deserve it
All the fame it's not game
A message to all my haters
Never knew I could produce
Who you thinkin' on the beat?
Yeah I heard its some words on the street that somebody trynna be me
If you talking, claim you bold, better at me
If you say you blocked, I know you lyin'
'Cause I let people watch me succeed on the daily
All you can do is assume about me, about me
(All you can do—about me, bout me)
This ain't daycare
I ain't watchin' no boy (Nope)
Breakfast, lunch, if you spend them bands on me (Run that money)
He like the way that I talk, He say I talk funny
He don't know nobody like me 'cause I be on my stuff (Period)
Block yo' number
Dye my hair
And be with the stuff
Livin' stress free and you can't call me (Ah hah)
I know you hurt and depressed s.n.s.
I told you tighten up like City Girls
You lost a slim fine woman with some boss with her
Now you on the phone cryin' tryna talk to me
Bag back boy you can never get it like me
(Lost your opportunity) Yung Bre mke
Never broke, always woke
1 milly on the way
Got a job, getting paid, you might see me on the freeway
Drivin' to my house 'cause yo' man wanna me
Yo' man wanna see me
Credits
Writer(s): Kassidy Miles
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