Keep it a Buck
If imma keep it a buck man I'll never be touched ain't nobody be rocking with me
Niggas be pushing they luck if they wanna get tough
When I'm keeping a tuck in my jeans
Feel like I'm on a new level I got a new bezel I'm doubling up for my team
Had to go skrt in the Beamer your shorty a screamer
She popping up after you leave
I want money, diamonds, rings
I need commas, I need green
You a coulda, shoulda, woulda boy you never stopping me
I been grinding til the sun up barely got the time to breathe
Y'all be running from these hunnits, and they falling right to me
Feel like they trynna catch up but I'm calling they bluff
Cuz I'm all the way up at the finish
Niggas be talking like they independent
But really they homies be taking percentage
I just been leveling up when I do what I do like I'm Popeye I'm getting the spinach
Betchu could notice the way I been working
Hunnit and 20 ignoring the limits
And you can forget it
You ain't gon' take it from me imma hold this shit right til I die
And you know seeing believing
I ball every season
But truly this shit been a ride
I had to get through the rain
And feel all the pain, but lately I'm ready to shine
Member I had to stay patient when they was debating but now they be steady in line
Laughing way back on the low they wanna talk to me
Kicked me right down to the floor but now they wanna follow me
Look I been on top I can't be stopped there ain't no solving me
That shits in the past I truly been working I promise that really it's not what it seems
If imma keep it a buck man I'll never be touched ain't nobody be rocking with me
Niggas be pushing they luck if they wanna get tough
When I'm keeping a tuck in my jeans
Feel like I'm on a new level I got a new bezel I'm doubling up for my team
Had to go skrt in the Beamer your shorty a screamer
She popping up after you leave
I want money, diamonds, rings
I need commas, I need green
You a coulda, shoulda, woulda boy you never stopping me
I been grinding til the sun up barely got the time to breathe
Y'all be running from these hunnits, and they falling right to me
It ain't all good but I know this
Cuz the spotlight leave you open
I ain't stupid bout it I could do without it but it's unavoidable I'm chosen
Took a little bit for them to notice me
All the time that I been focusing
Backing it up to way back on the bus they was bumping my shit like they rolled with me
Uh
But now I'm on road
Everybody call me bro
I been going stupid
Trynna get the money in my pockets like I got a brand new cheat code
Niggas been losers
Never have a reason when I ask why they really wanna hate me for
Feel like imma lose it
But I gotta keep my shit together cuz the pain ain't gon' be long
Laughing way back on the low they wanna talk to me
Kicked me right down to the floor but now they wanna follow me
Look I been on top I can't be stopped there ain't no solving me
That shits in the past I truly been working I promise that really it's not what it seems
If imma keep it a buck man I'll never be touched ain't nobody be rocking with me
Niggas be pushing they luck if they wanna get tough
When I'm keeping a tuck in my jeans
Feel like I'm on a new level I got a new bezel I'm doubling up for my team
Had to go skrt in the Beamer your shorty a screamer
She popping up after you leave
I want money, diamonds, rings
I need commas, I need green
You a coulda, shoulda, woulda boy you never stopping me
I been grinding til the sun up barely got the time to breathe
Y'all be running from these hunnits, and they falling right to me
Niggas be pushing they luck if they wanna get tough
When I'm keeping a tuck in my jeans
Feel like I'm on a new level I got a new bezel I'm doubling up for my team
Had to go skrt in the Beamer your shorty a screamer
She popping up after you leave
I want money, diamonds, rings
I need commas, I need green
You a coulda, shoulda, woulda boy you never stopping me
I been grinding til the sun up barely got the time to breathe
Y'all be running from these hunnits, and they falling right to me
Feel like they trynna catch up but I'm calling they bluff
Cuz I'm all the way up at the finish
Niggas be talking like they independent
But really they homies be taking percentage
I just been leveling up when I do what I do like I'm Popeye I'm getting the spinach
Betchu could notice the way I been working
Hunnit and 20 ignoring the limits
And you can forget it
You ain't gon' take it from me imma hold this shit right til I die
And you know seeing believing
I ball every season
But truly this shit been a ride
I had to get through the rain
And feel all the pain, but lately I'm ready to shine
Member I had to stay patient when they was debating but now they be steady in line
Laughing way back on the low they wanna talk to me
Kicked me right down to the floor but now they wanna follow me
Look I been on top I can't be stopped there ain't no solving me
That shits in the past I truly been working I promise that really it's not what it seems
If imma keep it a buck man I'll never be touched ain't nobody be rocking with me
Niggas be pushing they luck if they wanna get tough
When I'm keeping a tuck in my jeans
Feel like I'm on a new level I got a new bezel I'm doubling up for my team
Had to go skrt in the Beamer your shorty a screamer
She popping up after you leave
I want money, diamonds, rings
I need commas, I need green
You a coulda, shoulda, woulda boy you never stopping me
I been grinding til the sun up barely got the time to breathe
Y'all be running from these hunnits, and they falling right to me
It ain't all good but I know this
Cuz the spotlight leave you open
I ain't stupid bout it I could do without it but it's unavoidable I'm chosen
Took a little bit for them to notice me
All the time that I been focusing
Backing it up to way back on the bus they was bumping my shit like they rolled with me
Uh
But now I'm on road
Everybody call me bro
I been going stupid
Trynna get the money in my pockets like I got a brand new cheat code
Niggas been losers
Never have a reason when I ask why they really wanna hate me for
Feel like imma lose it
But I gotta keep my shit together cuz the pain ain't gon' be long
Laughing way back on the low they wanna talk to me
Kicked me right down to the floor but now they wanna follow me
Look I been on top I can't be stopped there ain't no solving me
That shits in the past I truly been working I promise that really it's not what it seems
If imma keep it a buck man I'll never be touched ain't nobody be rocking with me
Niggas be pushing they luck if they wanna get tough
When I'm keeping a tuck in my jeans
Feel like I'm on a new level I got a new bezel I'm doubling up for my team
Had to go skrt in the Beamer your shorty a screamer
She popping up after you leave
I want money, diamonds, rings
I need commas, I need green
You a coulda, shoulda, woulda boy you never stopping me
I been grinding til the sun up barely got the time to breathe
Y'all be running from these hunnits, and they falling right to me
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Cherenfant
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