Fresh Outta Moscow

Got Long way to go
Keep it inside and I laugh by my own
Distance means nothing when you set the goal
I trust in my brothers they never involved
I used to complain but since that I just fold
I ain't got a mansion but I used to dream
She said she got passion but she is just meme
Oops I see the tape it's a crimary scene
Bitch it's ride or die all for the team

With the ass like that girl I lost my breath
Also I forgot that I loved my ex
Fresh outta Moscow and I got an accent
You stayed at sofa now you watch me flexin
Don't call me a rapper, bitch I am an artist
If you want it perfect, just work on it harder
can't put it on god he ll do nothing
Until you do nothing

I ain't need new friends, I'm good with old once
Together we strong, if youre fake go fuck your self
I have my own pride, you can't even fight me
Don't call me 'bout stripes, I'm wearing a Nike (Link me)
I'm wasting on boxers, they saving it up
I keep it in silence they shouting it out
No IG no tweets
We live our life once
Don't waste all the moments through iPhone's glass

I'm lit you know it
Hard competition, but y'all might look forward
They got tunnel vision all they could do is just type me a comment
They taking a piss how we capture the moment, I know it
I throw em
You stuck in the borders
You better step towards the shit you been used to
Y'all not those who I'd lose to
I never refuse to The fight bitch

Let's get it
I'm lit you know it
Hard competition, but y'all might look forward
They got tunnel vision all they could do is just type me a comment
They taking a piss how we capture the moment I know it
I throw em
You stuck in the borders
You better step towards the shit you been used to
Y'all not those who I'd lose to
I never refuse to the fight
I'm gassed but I'm tired
Gone through the night now you ain't get the vibe
Been mad about something now I'm all right
I called us an Uber to get to her house and I shown her the class
Got bullets I call them the bars
It hits you much more than it does the glock
You can't even reach me though you in tip toes
Use the translator to get all the these bars (You'll do)

Ay yo you feel sick now, I drop the vaccine
Infected with SARS, but I'm still on the scene
You laughed at me, now you listen to me
Shout out to my homies they are my team

I'm swipin', swipin' these hoes like it's tinder
You cryin', cryin' 'bout life been mean though
Ain't tryin to change even one thing though
You are pussy people Em called you the peepholes

I put myself under control
Physically mentally I'm good with all
I want to get fans but fams on priority
Yall flexin your money but what's bout the charity
You act like a bitch but you'll give an apology
I'm not a star but it is not astrology
You know that shit spreading across the beat
Gimme some time to breath
Punch by the punch indeed
Straight to your ears indeed shit