AIM

Sliding with the gang
We hanging like some chains
Light em up we got the flame
They ain't see my pain
Like my name was Wayne
Shinin' in the rain
What we got to gain
Got the ice in my veins
Mars rover with the range
And we trading like exchange
In Miami like a hurricane
She said she wanted fame
Hope it don't go to her brain
Like a king we bout to reign
I'm on target with my aim
Ballin' hard no Danny Ainge

Popping out looking like I'm 3D
Shining light no UV
They can't see me
She was by my heel just like Achilles
Kick her out feeling like Rock Lee
I don't need no ID
Shoot a movie Spike Lee
Feeling strong I'm mighty
Boondocks like I'm Riley
Rock out Like I'm Miley
I got two identities
Watch out for my enemies
Got em sick no remedy
Out of space no Kennedy
Yea she feel my energy
Cooking up a recipe
Yea I know they watching me
Cooking up a recipe
Yea I know they watching me

I ain't have shit when I was young
Now I'm in the booth going dumb
Ten toes bout my gang no we ain't gon' change
Better stay up out my lane we do it all for the fame
Yo bitch like my amenities tinted windows you can't see me got a glock on me
On the way to the top
Never never gon stop
Never never gon stop
Oh ya
Oh ya ya

Sliding with the gang
We hanging like some chains
Light em up we got the flame
They ain't see my pain
Like my name was Wayne
Shinin' in the rain
What we got to gain
Got the ice in my veins
Mars rover with the range
And we trading like exchange
In Miami like a hurricane
She said she wanted fame
Hope it don't go to her brain
Like a king we bout to reign
I'm on target with my aim
Ballin' hard no Danny Ainge



Credits
Writer(s): Ralph Mitial
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