Lord Willin'
Lord willin'
I'ma rap and make a killin'
Doin' what I love, don't give a fuck how you be feelin'
Lord willin'
I've been chasin' my dreams, there ain't no ceilin'
Cuttin' records every day, tryna make my fam a million
Lord Willin'
I'ma do some shit they say is legendary
That Will Smith shit, number one, you secondary
I'm slingin' beats every week, my flow gon leave em in the cemetary
Music in my genes, you can call that shit hereditary
Aye, I'm on a roll
Talkin' bout this music shit, I got a couple thousand sold
I won't ever fold, I'm goin' for the gold
I'm callin' Tre up cause I know he got them drums on go
He flipped it with some soul, I write another flow
I'm tryna make enough to buy my mom and dad a Rolls
I'm stickin' to the code, you fake the love you show
Wonderin' why you mad, I ain't trippin' I'll be rollin' slow
Poppin' bottles of Prosecco with my brothas from the get-go
We was litty on release night, that's some shit I'll never let go
Put the pedal to the metal, I ain't ever gonna settle
On a fast route to the paper and you know we be on schedule
I won't ever lose this vision, (Lose this vision)
I remember them days, they gettin' distant
Brandon talkin' to me, I ain't wanna listen
That's my brotha and I miss him
Why I stay up on this mission
I'ma go and get it till he get a Rolley and it glisten
Lord willin'
I'ma rap and make a killin'
Doin' what I love, don't give a fuck how you be feelin'
Lord willin'
I've been chasin' my dreams, there ain't no ceilin'
Cuttin' records every day, tryna make my fam a million
Lord Willin'
I'ma do some shit they say is legendary
That Will Smith shit, number one, you secondary
I'm slingin' beats every week, my flow gon leave em in the cemetary
Music in my genes, you can call that shit hereditary
Aye, I'm on a roll
Talkin' bout this music shit, I got a couple thousand sold
I won't ever fold, I'm goin' for the gold
I'm callin' Tre up cause I know he got them drums on go
He flipped it with some soul, I write another flow
I'm tryna make enough to buy my mom and dad a Rolls
I'm stickin' to the code, you fake the love you show
Wonderin' why you mad, I ain't trippin' I'll be rollin' slow
Poppin' bottles of Prosecco with my brothas from the get-go
We was litty on release night, that's some shit I'll never let go
Put the pedal to the metal, I ain't ever gonna settle
On a fast route to the paper and you know we be on schedule
I won't ever lose this vision, (Lose this vision)
I remember them days, they gettin' distant
Brandon talkin' to me, I ain't wanna listen
That's my brotha and I miss him
Why I stay up on this mission
I'ma go and get it till he get a Rolley and it glisten
Lord willin'
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Writer(s): Anthony Semerano
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