Nikon
(No no no no)
(Mhmm)
(No no no no no)
(Mhmm)
Yeah
I'm getting way too deep to forget
The freak of a bitch
Who told me not to speak on this shit
Real shooter boy I sink or I miss
And if I miss it wasn't meant for me to weep over bricks
My Jesus piece is equipped
To battle demons that wish
I'd sell my soul to get a seat with the rich
I'm in between with this shit
I'm mean with this shit
Nah I never sleep with this shit
Double cup boy I lean with this shit
Smoke weed but got the cleanest of piss
Mister clean hit a lick
You got a feign call me for the fix
Why you reaching for clips
Don't get me hot boy I'm heated I'm lit
Yo how you hard but you gon' beef with a bitch
My demeanor is pissed
My fuck shit m-meter has ticked
I'm telling y'all I had enough they getting beat with a switch
At least I gotta
Least I gotta reason for this
Two tone got me freezing my wrists
I'm too elite to fit in
Too focused like the lens of the Nikon
That you take pictures at night on
I'm like Bron
You know 23 with lights on
Gimme the rock
I can do this shit all night long
My pipe long
Having bitches screaming my fight song
I'm strapped up with a Trojan telling her fight on
It's too late to let a bygone be bygones
When I'm gone
Hope they still somewhere singing my songs
Yeah
It's fuck you and your high chair
I might care
One day when I'm 70 with some white hair
For now I'll be atop of the industry sitting right here
Lookin' down yelling we don't fight fair
Caught up in a dream
While y'all stuck living a nightmare
Shit could get spooky
Real thriller with Mike there
Nine to five seeming like a matter of do or die
If you chase a dream they gon' scrutinize
Brother told me you decide (Uh)
What the fuck you wanna be
Just another local artist or a new age king
Hand me the throne promise no one else gon' rule like me
I moonwalk over water
High step through the weeds
Real spirits feel me dawg they gon' know what I mean
I gotta keep this shit in motion like ING
Cause while I write y'all sleep
Or while you type y'all tweet
I'll be somewhere in my element high highkey
And I ain't got no reason to trip
At 21 I had some dreams of pushin V's in the whip
At 22 I'm finally doing what I need to get rich
My mindset on 23
Yo Ima bring home the ship (Look)
Yeah
Ima bring home the trophies
Gimme a Grammy
Tell my family Ima keep em' the closest
Pull out the camera keep it focused
While I live in the moment
This shit was destined
Knew my name would be goated
(Muhfucka)
Too focused like the lens of the Nikon
That you take pictures at night on
I'm like Bron
You know 23 with lights on
Gimme the rock
I can do this shit all night long
My pipe long
Having bitches screaming my fight song
I'm strapped up with a Trojan telling her fight on
It's too late to let a bygone be bygones
When I'm gone
Hope they still be somewhere singing my songs
Yeah
(No no no no)
(Mhmm)
(No no no no no)
(Mhmm)
(Mhmm)
(No no no no no)
(Mhmm)
Yeah
I'm getting way too deep to forget
The freak of a bitch
Who told me not to speak on this shit
Real shooter boy I sink or I miss
And if I miss it wasn't meant for me to weep over bricks
My Jesus piece is equipped
To battle demons that wish
I'd sell my soul to get a seat with the rich
I'm in between with this shit
I'm mean with this shit
Nah I never sleep with this shit
Double cup boy I lean with this shit
Smoke weed but got the cleanest of piss
Mister clean hit a lick
You got a feign call me for the fix
Why you reaching for clips
Don't get me hot boy I'm heated I'm lit
Yo how you hard but you gon' beef with a bitch
My demeanor is pissed
My fuck shit m-meter has ticked
I'm telling y'all I had enough they getting beat with a switch
At least I gotta
Least I gotta reason for this
Two tone got me freezing my wrists
I'm too elite to fit in
Too focused like the lens of the Nikon
That you take pictures at night on
I'm like Bron
You know 23 with lights on
Gimme the rock
I can do this shit all night long
My pipe long
Having bitches screaming my fight song
I'm strapped up with a Trojan telling her fight on
It's too late to let a bygone be bygones
When I'm gone
Hope they still somewhere singing my songs
Yeah
It's fuck you and your high chair
I might care
One day when I'm 70 with some white hair
For now I'll be atop of the industry sitting right here
Lookin' down yelling we don't fight fair
Caught up in a dream
While y'all stuck living a nightmare
Shit could get spooky
Real thriller with Mike there
Nine to five seeming like a matter of do or die
If you chase a dream they gon' scrutinize
Brother told me you decide (Uh)
What the fuck you wanna be
Just another local artist or a new age king
Hand me the throne promise no one else gon' rule like me
I moonwalk over water
High step through the weeds
Real spirits feel me dawg they gon' know what I mean
I gotta keep this shit in motion like ING
Cause while I write y'all sleep
Or while you type y'all tweet
I'll be somewhere in my element high highkey
And I ain't got no reason to trip
At 21 I had some dreams of pushin V's in the whip
At 22 I'm finally doing what I need to get rich
My mindset on 23
Yo Ima bring home the ship (Look)
Yeah
Ima bring home the trophies
Gimme a Grammy
Tell my family Ima keep em' the closest
Pull out the camera keep it focused
While I live in the moment
This shit was destined
Knew my name would be goated
(Muhfucka)
Too focused like the lens of the Nikon
That you take pictures at night on
I'm like Bron
You know 23 with lights on
Gimme the rock
I can do this shit all night long
My pipe long
Having bitches screaming my fight song
I'm strapped up with a Trojan telling her fight on
It's too late to let a bygone be bygones
When I'm gone
Hope they still be somewhere singing my songs
Yeah
(No no no no)
(Mhmm)
(No no no no no)
(Mhmm)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Queen
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