Sweet 16

Yea I want the crown and I'm coming for it
Don't give a fuck what you feeling or if you feel annoyed
I'm fresh to death I'm walking dead
Coulda taken Arthur's head I let him walk instead
He the author of his own book
I'll steal ya home girls heart yea I'm a known crook
Gotta be careful I don't blow my cover
Nowadays these G's snitching on one another

I can't be their friends cause I seen how it ends
They gon turn on you then they gon fuck yo life up and turn you in
Yea I remember struggle rap
Now everybody in they feelings and wanna cuddle rap
I got a Sweet 16 and since I been 16
Yea you know I been having fun with that

Yea yea yea and you know I have fun with that
Yea yea and you know I have fun with that
Listen yea yea
I spit bars that make ya head shake
Looking for Anita Baker and I need a lot of flour when I bread make
I'm here to set the feds straight
Got a brick on his head and I got another four on this damn plate
You needa get ya meds straight
Talking crazy when you see me like I ain't got all these people in my damn face
I'll put you in ya damn place
Either that or ditch cause you dishing out all these fucking handshakes
And we ain't cool you not like me I'm not like you
I don't know that fool he not like me cause he went pop like you

Lemme take you to the cemetery
I could show you where all these rap careers are dead and buried
Gotta survive to 25 I push all of my pain so I'm forever immortalized
Yea I know that I'm finna die you sneaking on the internet and dying for a reply
When you could beat Kendrick Lamar ok maybe not Dot but you know how I set the bar
High power



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Rubenstein
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