RECOGNIZE

Haha, yeah-yeah
Look my Vice President black and my fucking Bentley blue nigga
Gang shit, that's a flex
Hold on, goddamn

Yeah, life uncharted like Nathan Drake
I went three games tryna make a play
I'm still feasting, make another plate
I'm still eating, gotta demonstrate
That I been beasting my better days
Make a mill don't hesitate
Since 18 I been passing fades
Yeah, spread that ass like 'rona bae
That's another lane for this quarantine
If I shoot this shot like I'm Tory Lanez
Will you duck and dive on the side of me
Yall ass backwards like sodomy
If you talking shit can't talk to me
Your girl call me daddy can't father me
Man this rapper beef can't bother me
I'm viral
Never needed no Tik Tok
Got a couple things on my wrist
Bitch, make a Patek look like a stop watch
Braids long so the cops watch
Gotta jump skip never hopscotch
I gave a fuck until love lost (Gave a fuck until love lost)

I see signs, see the signs passing by
I check the time, checking my state of mind
You won't find, a better guy, recognize
You see the signs, I'm shooting shots, columbine
I see signs, see the signs passing by
I check the time, checking my state of mind
You won't find, a better guy, recognize
You see the signs, I'm shooting shots, columbine

I just copped some shoes, I'm running from the truth
I can't fuck with you, and I'm off the juice
I ain't got nothing to lose, playing with them fools
I ain't came in with no troops, so they aimless like they shooters

My worst day's like your best day
Life a game, well check mate
Scrapping crumbs on your dinner plate
Got filet mignon with some creme brule
See you and I we ain't built the same
But that's okay
This life ain't for everybody
Imma get turnt I don't need a molly
If I say I got it I'm ain't thinking probably
Too many motherfuckers trying to be in this lane
I'll give what I got but you don't use it the same
I'm a generous man, everybody catching fades
I don't name drop I don't wanna give yall face
Damn, Heema you a dawg you a bastard
Truly I'm flattered
Twitter turns triggers you'll be throwing a tantrum
100k out for the ransom
All hail Heema the anthem, uh

I see signs, see the signs passing by
I check the time, checking my state of mind
You won't find, a better guy, recognize
You see the signs, I'm shooting shots, columbine
I see signs, see the signs passing by
I check the time, checking my state of mind
You won't find, a better guy, recognize
You see the signs, I'm shooting shots, columbine

I just copped some shoes, I'm running from the truth
I can't fuck with you, and I'm off the juice
I ain't got nothing to lose, playing with them fools
I ain't came in with no troops, so they aimless like they shooters



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Writer(s): Michael Forrest
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