Intro
(You already know what it is)
(TR3)
Oh well hello (Sup)
Please let me introduce you
To the kid takin over the show (How you doing)
Don't take it slow (What)
There isn't yellow, I only see green
So we all got to go (Zoom)
Calling me baby but I ain't a toddler (Whaaa)
Seeing the money now they wanna holler (Yuh)
Feeling like Gelo cuz I'm a big baller
And moving like Waka
Cuz I'm bringing flocks of (Flame)
Not a (Game)
Not the dude that you should try
So you better get out my (Face)
(Get out my face) Not to(Day)
They really think they gon' past us
Buddy they got to (Wait)(Tick tock)
It's my decision so listen (Huh)
Pay me respect while you paying attention (Pay it)
I'm not the rapper who gonna be dissing (On god)
But if you dare try me I'm not getting distant (Back up)
I'm just built different
Born as a legend was never an infant
These kids just ain't balanced I see that they trippin (On god)
The Knicks shoot like cannons, I pick up and kill it (Boom)
See nothing but hundred, I keep it the realest (All real)
All they want to talk about is big chains (Wait what)
Switch lanes cuz I'm working on a big game (Okay)
Wrist chains, yeah they icy but they not cool (Yes sir)
(TR3 what you tryna say) I am not you
(TR3)
Oh well hello (Sup)
Please let me introduce you
To the kid takin over the show (How you doing)
Don't take it slow (What)
There isn't yellow, I only see green
So we all got to go (Zoom)
Calling me baby but I ain't a toddler (Whaaa)
Seeing the money now they wanna holler (Yuh)
Feeling like Gelo cuz I'm a big baller
And moving like Waka
Cuz I'm bringing flocks of (Flame)
Not a (Game)
Not the dude that you should try
So you better get out my (Face)
(Get out my face) Not to(Day)
They really think they gon' past us
Buddy they got to (Wait)(Tick tock)
It's my decision so listen (Huh)
Pay me respect while you paying attention (Pay it)
I'm not the rapper who gonna be dissing (On god)
But if you dare try me I'm not getting distant (Back up)
I'm just built different
Born as a legend was never an infant
These kids just ain't balanced I see that they trippin (On god)
The Knicks shoot like cannons, I pick up and kill it (Boom)
See nothing but hundred, I keep it the realest (All real)
All they want to talk about is big chains (Wait what)
Switch lanes cuz I'm working on a big game (Okay)
Wrist chains, yeah they icy but they not cool (Yes sir)
(TR3 what you tryna say) I am not you
Credits
Writer(s): Wendell Paris Iii
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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