Minute (feat. Tray2Cold)

Yeah, ay
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I ain't felt this good in a minute
Text my homies and they pull up in it
All our whips been looking like they rented
And I can't see the haters' windows tinted
Hundreds from the bank, you know it's minted
What you hear that fire we inventing
I been balling, swear like God intended
You been talking, pull up, you'll get ended
Yeah, yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay

Steady, I'm whipping again
Ain't got no enemies, ain't got no friends
Know they ain't family, my brothers, or kin
Feeling like feeling myself off the sin
They say he popping, not stopping and I'm in
Feeling it's killing me, wearing me thin
Feeling like it's been a minute since when
Yeah, ay, I was down bad, I was feeling broke
Now I got just what I hoped
Feeling like nobody know
Now I do this on my own
Nobody stopping me, I'm on the top of this
I gotta get it till all of my family rich
I got some real ones but all of the others they switched
You say you real but you faking, I know what it is
I'm switching the pace but I swear that I'll never change pitch
I broke through the system, Penelope like I'm a glitch
Ride with my brothers we coolin', we ain't toting sticks
Cause nobody wanna take shots, yeah they know they gone miss

I ain't felt this good in a minute
Text my homies then they pull up in it
All I whips been looking like they rented
And I can't see the haters' windows tinted
Hundreds from the bank, you know it's minted
What you hear that fire we inventing
I been balling, swear that God intended
You been talking, pull up, you'll get ended
Yeah, yeah

I been feeling stuck for a minute
You doing too much, just listen
Always show up in my mentions
Put that on God, he my witness
I just need a minute, baby, let me breathe right
I just need some space, I just need some me time
Baby, we don't stop, it's like every light a green light
Every time you say it, no you faking you won't be mine
They like me now, that's crazy
I'm wilding out, I'm brazy
I'm 19 now, little baby
I sip that drink, so lazy
Backwood, then I face it
GTA, I'm wasted
CNA, she basic
Y'all sleeping on me and jaded

I ain't felt this good in a minute
Me and Trey going off, we meant it
Killing all this shit, I'm ranked at mythic
But you know you losing, yeah, you missed it
Yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Jared Degen
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