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They know that I'm awesome
They know it's a problem, as soon as I step in the booth
I get to the stu, and I stall 'em
I'm feeling like Harlem, because I be speaking the truths
Soon imma fly up to Harlem
Then travel the rest of the WRLD because I got the Juice
He told me that it was a problem
I told him I'd solve it, and now that man beg for a truce
He claiming he banging
He swear he be slanging, I left that boy hanging, no noose
My bars, they be flaming
That money I'm gaining, she want me, I told that hoe deuce
You said you was with me before I went city
Well hit me when you got the proof
Got nobody with me, somebody come get me
The way that I tap is abuse
The way that I rap (Uh-huh)
It's a homicide
To the beat, put this on repeat, and vibe
Or get up and get up on yo' feet, and slide
With me, nobody can compete, don't try
Me you cannot beat, I repeat, don't try
But if you decide, kiss your career goodbye
Oh wow, oh Lord, oh my
That's VR Zayy and his music too fye
That's VR Zayy and his energy high
And I'm not one to lie, that's on Him in the sky
That's VR Zayy, he be looking so fye
What I want imma buy
Nobody can deny
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
Gravity will defy
That hoe annoying, I'm finna start toying
I turned on receipts, but she gets no reply

And it's all fun and games
However, on the real, I'm really out here trying to make a name
But I'm just a kid
Focused on, not sounding the same
Though I'm just a youngan, I'm gone soon, learn the price of fame

Is it what I think it is?
Or is it not?
Would I still want to be a star?
But just not as hot
I know things will change
I will have an unfamiliar plot
But would I still be me?
I hope so yes, but maybe I will not

So I'm thanking God for what I got
Although I desire more, I know I got a lot
I'm waiting to be put on the spot
But I'm remaining patient though



Credits
Writer(s): Izayah Clyburn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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