Done Up

I go out flexin I'm done up
Look at my racks go run up
Knife in my back
Yeah ay
Moving off track get run up
I go out flexin I'm done up
Look at my racks go run up
Knife in my back
Yeah ay
Moving off track get run up
Team on my back
I get my feet on the track I'm already in motion
I'm on attack
I can't be moving like that
Yeah I really be strolling
Yeah and they really be troling
No we aint doing that
Internet shit I aint into that
I used to bag it in reynolds wrap

THey aint wanna listen to me
So I had to turn myself into a bully yeah
Never been a fool no way you can fool me
I got baddies trynna do me
I aint ever gonna lose
I got different options
I can pick and choose yeah
Imma be breaking news I'm the perfect package I would hate me too

Yeah i'm pursuing that
Holding my own yeah I never been new to that
Counting it up yeah I do the math
I got the juice nd they getting mad
Taking your shit you wont get it back
I make it flip
When I'm down
I go get it back
They trynna blemish my image
You making no sense I aint chit chatting
I got business to tend to
I'm raging I write and I'm braking my pencil
No giving back no forgivenesss
They hate me but say that they love me
It all came with the writtens
Yeah
Another flow is getting bitten yeah
If they fake then I aint with em
You know that I aint playing with em
You know that I aint playing with em

I go out flexin I'm done up
Look at my racks go run up
Knife in my back
Yeah ay
Moving off track get run up
I go out flexin I'm done up
Look at my racks go run up
Knife in my back
Yeah ay
Moving off track get run up



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Writer(s): Tyler Girard
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