No Hook

Yeah
I think Ima just run this one
I don't want no hook
Ima just run that bitch
Yeah

Try to change the way I feel, I don't think you can, man
Big racks, you can call me rubberband man
Said I couldn't do it, had to tell myself I can, man
I been going crazy in my room like I'm a mad man
You don't understand, man
This shit was forever in the plan, man
Hit a home run, no pitching underhand, man
Had to give that ho a dream like I was Sandman
Woah
Ain't no capping in me, why you napping on me
Making money off my talent, ain't no rapping for free
Niggas walk around lying, they be acting for free
Baby, I told you the truth, why is you snapping on me
I said I was done with you, now you slapping on me
Now you smacking on me
All that clapping to me
Go somewhere else with that shit girl, all that yapping to me
All that bullshit for the birds, ain't no flapping in me
What is you saying
No, I aint playing
Jamming to the beat, I see you swaying
When its over, man, I know that you replaying
I be down for my niggas, no betraying
I be sliding on you niggas, I be skating
Nigga, Ima legend in the making
If rapping was a test, my nigga, I would be acing
Running to that money, I'm forever paper chasing
Ballin' like Allen, playing dirty like I be Grayson
You full sprint, you getting tired, but I be pacing
Pop up like a scary movie, pop up like I'm Jason
Long nights, eyes getting lower, I look Asian
Jumping in that ho, I be diving, go super saiyan
Benz, Rari, Bentley, Audi
All them foreign cars exotic
Get it one day, if you see it, then you know I got it
Turn me up, charge me up, I'm the plug like a socket
Shooting shit like Houston, 'cause you know I got a rocket
Shopping til' I'm dropping, want designer in my closet
Get what I want, if I see it, then I cop it
I got that shit and you don't
Yelling at me in a font
See it, I get it, I want
That's the motto I live
I been getting money since I was in a crib
I been getting cheese, count it up, I need me a bib
Got my hands dirty from counting that money like ribs
I'm saucy like barbecue
Money stick with me like glue
Blessed me like I said achoo
Pop up like it's peek-a-boo
Pop up like it's wack-a-mole
Nigga, that's just how I roll
Nigga, you know I am cold
Boy, you hate me and it shows
Get them bands on the regular, them racks on my cellular
No money irregular, got the belt like a wrestler
Black and white checks like a referee
Call the flag, the penalty
Haters, they don't get to me
I'm the one they wanna be
I swear that these niggas pretending
Check me out, look at the stack that I'm spending
No, I cannot fold, so you know that I ain't bending
Put a bunch of words together, don't know when the beat is ending
I just copy and paste 'bout 20 times
When the song over, Ima have a extra 20 rhymes
I then seen a lot of shit, been 'round plenty crime
Don't got beef with nobody, friendly ties, yeah
But, I keep my eyes wide, yeah
Checking out for the spies, yeah
Boy, I see through yo' disguise, yeah
I see it coming, no surprise, yeah
Niggas wish on my demise, yeah
So, that pressure, I apply, yeah
'Cause, that pressure make diamonds
Apply it now, 'cause I know that it's perfect timing
I can't let the time pass me, but it's flying
But, that pressure also burst pipes
Ima wipe a nigga nose like a wet wipe
Oh, I see that's yo girl, well that's my type
Ima pick her out a bunch, that's a real snipe
She a real tinderoni, so I swiped right
All black, Ima thief in the night
Why are you alone when you sleeping at night
TLC, Ima creep in at night
Got me looking dumb, how I'm sneaking at night
Your love is a drug and I be feigning at night
Gotta watch my back, I be peeping at night
Staying on my pivot, you like, uh, wait a minute
But, I'm going up, no limit
Niggas scary they be timid
I'm all about my digits
I'm tryna cop a ticket, I'm explicit with these riches
Feeling like a spirit at the top, y'all look like midgets
Weather getting frigid, dropped some shit, it's hot like skillet
Feeling wicked, Man in the Mirror, this is just a snippet, yeah