I Mean It

Yeah
Yeah
Okay
Okay
Kay

Ridin' like a king d-diamonds up in my ring
We cash out on everythang
The moolah it ain't a thing
I'm a star I'm a beast
Cop a car clear the streets
Show up to the meet and greets
Hate and you'll see yo defeat
My lifestyles aesthetic
You lame boys don't get it
That paper I get it
I'm tapered I said it
That's cash never do credit
Life's a gamble I bet it
Top down, screaming out this "my way" like Fettttaaay!

I'm dope I'm shinnin...
Flyer than a pilot ghost white Bentley coupe, cleaner than a diamond

Rollin round my city in my clean whip stunting on these haters, boy I mean this
All I do is think big, I'm a genius
They wanna ride the wave but get sea sick
I really mean it, I really mean it
Yeah, you know this ain't for show
I really mean it, I really mean it, I really mean it
This ain't a game, it ain't no joke, I really mean it
Yeah, yeah

If you fly like I'm fly then throw yo hands in the sky the feelings in the air
No reason to be surprised

Dippin in a ghost like Christmas past
I'm The best whatchu know bout dat
No pictures please this ain't Christmas Eve
I'm the gift so you know that I know bout rap
I'm a beast so you know that I know bout trap
They say rap died, now I'm bringin it back
Usain bolt when i get on the track
I'm a young boi with credits
My imdb shoulda read it
I'm stuntin, flossin
All the ladies be watchin
Baby girl I'll take you shoppin
Money long I'm poppin
In no time I made it
I'm young fly and I'm famous

Rollin round my city in my clean whip stunting on these haters, boy I mean this
All I do is think big, I'm a genius
They wanna ride the wave but get sea sick
I really mean it, I really mean it
Yeah, you know this ain't for show
I really mean it, I really mean it, I really mean it
This ain't a game, it ain't no joke, I really mean it
Yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Jovan Cornejo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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