Invitation

Tell me why
Your Crying all the time
Got you whining like a kid
Scared like a pigeon
Always Flying in the sky
You put me in the top
Now you wanna see fall
Back your ass up
Never gonna be your call
We're just working really hard
And care about the craft
Not the chains and the fancy cars
Pulling at the back
Walking with the bling
And your spending all your money racks
Are you happy with the game
Ik waiting got me feeling like i got no break
But your pushing every limit, got me going insane
You can talk about the shit you got to do to get the light
Imma leave it out there
I don't care
Cause I'm grinding on the

Fast lane
Trynna keep it up
On the same pace
On the otherside
With the champagne
You don't wannna lie when your livin' that high
When your ready and you fly
On an airplane
Flying first class
Gotta maintain
Rolling in the night
On the fast lane
Imma Work it till i get it
You don't need no invitation
To put it all out

Come on let me top that
Not going let you crop that
You don't wanna see me getting
Famous like it's hurting every time
When You open up your gram
And you see making shit that's gonna make me make a stand
When i look at you
I got a freaking attitude
Coming from the bottom i got nothing to lose
So Imma take it out on you
Leave you there without a clue
So nervous your turning blue
What the hell mate
Take a sip

I want it, i got it
Got money, you bought it
The power and the fame
But the talent, i have it

You want it, come get it
I'm just kidding, just forget it
Takes a lotta time
To be me for a second

Fast lane
Trynna keep it up
On the same pace
On the otherside
With the champagne
You don't wannna lie when your livin' that high
When your ready and you fly
On an airplane
Flying first class
Gotta maintain
Rolling in the night
On the fast lane
Imma Work it till i get it
You don't need no invitation
To put it all out