White Tee
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops I'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops I'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
I spent, some time thinking in lock down, I'll take a break just not now
Had to come back with the hot sound, white tee's what I rock now
I see it I like it I cop now, people tryna take over the spot now
You may have been there done that but, I'm at the top now
And I'm cheesin', y'all boys make it too easy
Did a dance on 'em meechy
Lil shawty, treeshy, water on me, Fiji
She a savage, Riri, birkin bag, Louis V
She get what she want 'cus she Queen B
And I'm upstate running,
Running laps like Usain, playing with me that's a fools game
I don't like you if you two faced
It can either go two ways, keep the energy same when the mood change
Like Kool Aid
So find me, meet me outside its daily endeavors
Taking that trip no gang connections
Puttin' in work so mama stop stressin'
I keep two phones and one for the textin'
Two my woes they applyin' that pressure
They comin' in two how I'm gettin' my blessings
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops i'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops i'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
Yeah yeah made some mistakes at the end day
I'm still gonna payed, how far I done came
Split them racks with my momma to show her the star that she made
I feel like the greatest, it ain't no debating
This shit aligning like star constellations
This far from a hobby it's more complicated
Ima keep moving till I'm Grammy nominated like I made it
This is the anthem so put your hands up, If you really got yo bands up
White tee with no manners, dancing sprint to the guap like a panther
Riding around in a phantom, gassing puff puff ain't no passing, crashing
I just wanna get the racks in, I just wanna get my racks in
Racks in the middle, five of my guys and we splitting 'em
We want 'em so we will go get 'em, want 7 figures I won't stop till I get 'em
Can't settle, gotta make that flip like Dinero
They don't live what they rap 'bout
No I ain't no shooter, they drill on computers so tell me what is all that chat 'bout
White Tee
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops i'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
You know i never saw myself i'm like the middleman
Too many fakes in front my face so leave it in the past
You know when I step in I told you do this for my grans
The way she drop it on a roll gone make my necklace dance
They only met me and already tryna keep it together
Don't hit my phone unless you know me promise that i'll be fed up
Got greens on greens i'm pulling fiends I keep a look with my head up
She said to me boy where we going I told her somewhere better
You know I don't need ya
Counting my blessings and counting my lessons but still ain't no teacher
She wanna flip the switch on me but i'm bout to flip like a lever
You know I met the man, and I know his plans I hope u can keep up
We got three in the front and three in the back but it's a two seater
Blowing my phone like a spliff it's only a play of words
There ain't no options when u need just say the word
They had enough of me and they left me on like the first
And two days later hit my phone they calling on the third
I told 'em look at the sky and look at yourself that's a reflection
White tee on me still flexing, no .45 but im pressing
You know I'm recording so phone on aeroplane mode no more texting
Therapy for the fiends and therapy for the stressing
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops I'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops I'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
I spent, some time thinking in lock down, I'll take a break just not now
Had to come back with the hot sound, white tee's what I rock now
I see it I like it I cop now, people tryna take over the spot now
You may have been there done that but, I'm at the top now
And I'm cheesin', y'all boys make it too easy
Did a dance on 'em meechy
Lil shawty, treeshy, water on me, Fiji
She a savage, Riri, birkin bag, Louis V
She get what she want 'cus she Queen B
And I'm upstate running,
Running laps like Usain, playing with me that's a fools game
I don't like you if you two faced
It can either go two ways, keep the energy same when the mood change
Like Kool Aid
So find me, meet me outside its daily endeavors
Taking that trip no gang connections
Puttin' in work so mama stop stressin'
I keep two phones and one for the textin'
Two my woes they applyin' that pressure
They comin' in two how I'm gettin' my blessings
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops i'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops i'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
Yeah yeah made some mistakes at the end day
I'm still gonna payed, how far I done came
Split them racks with my momma to show her the star that she made
I feel like the greatest, it ain't no debating
This shit aligning like star constellations
This far from a hobby it's more complicated
Ima keep moving till I'm Grammy nominated like I made it
This is the anthem so put your hands up, If you really got yo bands up
White tee with no manners, dancing sprint to the guap like a panther
Riding around in a phantom, gassing puff puff ain't no passing, crashing
I just wanna get the racks in, I just wanna get my racks in
Racks in the middle, five of my guys and we splitting 'em
We want 'em so we will go get 'em, want 7 figures I won't stop till I get 'em
Can't settle, gotta make that flip like Dinero
They don't live what they rap 'bout
No I ain't no shooter, they drill on computers so tell me what is all that chat 'bout
White Tee
Off of the top can't let you in without a doubt
I told my pops i'm going in now we on the clouds
Stay ten toes, I been on the low, I figured it out
Made some mistakes, I took an L, but Ima be proud
You know i never saw myself i'm like the middleman
Too many fakes in front my face so leave it in the past
You know when I step in I told you do this for my grans
The way she drop it on a roll gone make my necklace dance
They only met me and already tryna keep it together
Don't hit my phone unless you know me promise that i'll be fed up
Got greens on greens i'm pulling fiends I keep a look with my head up
She said to me boy where we going I told her somewhere better
You know I don't need ya
Counting my blessings and counting my lessons but still ain't no teacher
She wanna flip the switch on me but i'm bout to flip like a lever
You know I met the man, and I know his plans I hope u can keep up
We got three in the front and three in the back but it's a two seater
Blowing my phone like a spliff it's only a play of words
There ain't no options when u need just say the word
They had enough of me and they left me on like the first
And two days later hit my phone they calling on the third
I told 'em look at the sky and look at yourself that's a reflection
White tee on me still flexing, no .45 but im pressing
You know I'm recording so phone on aeroplane mode no more texting
Therapy for the fiends and therapy for the stressing
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Ntara
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