No Question
In the trap house and I'm boomin' and I'm bunkin'
One day imma be famous
Be on somebody's playlist
I'm aiming for greatness
Blockin' out all the fakeness
My crew we is dangerous
Nobody can stand next to us
They're the only ones I can trust
When I make it out show em love
I want to make it I can't stand it
They take my dreams like a bandit
They wanna come but they can't fit
Had to leave em in the sand pit
I'm on my way to the top yeah
I ain't ever gonna stop yeah
Even when I do pop yeah
I ain't ever gonna slop yeah
I just got me a new bag
I copped a fe and she bad
Got off the jet I got lag
Empty the clip on your dad
I'm bout to spazz all on you
You and your friends can get it too
My heart so cold I got the flu
Mess wit the gang you gone lose
You all want to come over to my side cuz we winnin'
All these good things happening to me got me grinnin'
Just bought me a new glock and it came with an extension
Don't ever mess wit me or I'll put your tail in detention
Had to move by myself, on my own y'all don't listen
Run up on me wrong then imma use Smith and Wesson
Imma handle this curse until I turn into a blessing
Life's gonna be alright, ok with no question
New house I payed it
New girl I slayed it
Big racks I make it
Opportunities I take it
Records I'm gonna break it
Got your girl in here naked
Can wait to say I made it
I just gotta be patient
I had to be the one on the street so all my niggas can eat
People don't wanna mess with me cuz they know I'm bringing that heat
People always wanna hang around me cuz I got the key to the street
People always tryna steal my cheese they need to get right off me
I'm gonna get these racks
Ballin' hard like Shaq
Put the money in sack
Finna bust that back
Got her lookin like a snack
Eat her up 'til I'm fat
She keep on coming like gnat
Shoot it up wit a gat
Keep on reaching to the top
I ain't ever gonna stop
Toting round with the glock
Might just pull up block
You all want to come over to my side cuz we winnin'
All these good things happening to me got me grinnin'
Just bought me a new glock and it came with an extension
Don't ever mess wit me or I'll put your tail in detention
Had to move by myself, on my own y'all don't listen
Run up on me wrong then imma use Smith and Wesson
Imma handle this curse until I turn into a blessing
Life's gonna be alright, ok with no question
One day imma be famous
Be on somebody's playlist
I'm aiming for greatness
Blockin' out all the fakeness
My crew we is dangerous
Nobody can stand next to us
They're the only ones I can trust
When I make it out show em love
I want to make it I can't stand it
They take my dreams like a bandit
They wanna come but they can't fit
Had to leave em in the sand pit
I'm on my way to the top yeah
I ain't ever gonna stop yeah
Even when I do pop yeah
I ain't ever gonna slop yeah
I just got me a new bag
I copped a fe and she bad
Got off the jet I got lag
Empty the clip on your dad
I'm bout to spazz all on you
You and your friends can get it too
My heart so cold I got the flu
Mess wit the gang you gone lose
You all want to come over to my side cuz we winnin'
All these good things happening to me got me grinnin'
Just bought me a new glock and it came with an extension
Don't ever mess wit me or I'll put your tail in detention
Had to move by myself, on my own y'all don't listen
Run up on me wrong then imma use Smith and Wesson
Imma handle this curse until I turn into a blessing
Life's gonna be alright, ok with no question
New house I payed it
New girl I slayed it
Big racks I make it
Opportunities I take it
Records I'm gonna break it
Got your girl in here naked
Can wait to say I made it
I just gotta be patient
I had to be the one on the street so all my niggas can eat
People don't wanna mess with me cuz they know I'm bringing that heat
People always wanna hang around me cuz I got the key to the street
People always tryna steal my cheese they need to get right off me
I'm gonna get these racks
Ballin' hard like Shaq
Put the money in sack
Finna bust that back
Got her lookin like a snack
Eat her up 'til I'm fat
She keep on coming like gnat
Shoot it up wit a gat
Keep on reaching to the top
I ain't ever gonna stop
Toting round with the glock
Might just pull up block
You all want to come over to my side cuz we winnin'
All these good things happening to me got me grinnin'
Just bought me a new glock and it came with an extension
Don't ever mess wit me or I'll put your tail in detention
Had to move by myself, on my own y'all don't listen
Run up on me wrong then imma use Smith and Wesson
Imma handle this curse until I turn into a blessing
Life's gonna be alright, ok with no question
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Writer(s): Christopher Butler
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