Hi There!

I like your style
I say he's wild
He's not a child
So when you say wow, I'll be like
(Hi There!)

Young nigga, old school
Damn that was an old school
Thought I wasn't doing shit
That was in my old school
Now that shit is old news
Now I'm chasing gold spoons
Old dude, said "I ain't bout it" how bout I show you
"Oh you, making your own rules that's a bold move"
Support beam for everything I say so it holds true
And I know the sky's the limit I'm building my own roof
Shitting on the game y'all niggas can take the whole stool
Old wounds still haven't healed what a dilemma
My life seems like a movie, and man I'm the director
People keep on peeping I'll cut off they antennas
You know that Reggie FE the prodigy quite clever
I'm first second and third, the trifecta
Moving through they hoping I fail it's high pressure
They say I'm like the damn holy grail a nice gesture
So when I drop some singles for them it's my pleasure
Thinking bout improving like how I can write better
And how I can rhyme better
It's many of life treasures
Tryna get that chicken and broccoli with white cheddar
Oh and can you add some steak
Pass the plate
I'm not feeling bad today it's nice weather
20th chapter, many beats
I been through, that's how I knew it was meant to be
I been through, time with negative energy
It is true, your mind is your worst enemy
I went through, so many violent memories
That's why I, have so many violent tendencies
I skim through my lyrics while walking in gentle breeze
To see if, I wasn't fucking up mentally
I'll get there eventually
I'm working relentlessly
I just need a remedy
I find out a recipe
So I pour grief in a cup
And mix with the Hennessey (Damn)

I like your style
I say he's wild
He's not a child
So when you say wow, I'll be like
(Hi There!)



Credits
Writer(s): Majorey Wooley
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