Tempo

Aye Realize on the beat tho
GL studios with the mix yo
Oh no no no

No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo
No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo

No no no you gone see me on your TV
Girls are like pong every week they gonna play me
If you don't like me now, in the future you're gonna hate me
Check my expiration when I blow you ain't gone date me
Bitch you know you shit
Catch me with the chick with the rose kicks
Not just a fucking legend but the whole shtick
"Your rhymes are offensive"
These beats are expensive
"You're getting a little defensive"
You made me aggressive
I guess I'll have a seat tho
I'm beating on the beat like a bistro
I shoot then I reload
And I'm clutch like a free throw
It's 99 to 9 with a nine cuz I'm blind to all these rhymes and it's fine man I do this all the time

No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo
No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo

Like hey
Yeah I am a fucking rapper
My dog's off his leash and I forgot the zapper
I'm an actor
What's a farm without a tractor
You had an easy life but your music makes it sadder
I'm out of this world I'm fucking Saturn
Your sad life is fake now it's looking like a pattern
Cringy motherfuckers I know that for a fact though
You're lying bout your plaques put it back you'll get slapped bro
If it be let it be
If it's not then we'll see
All you take is L's don't be talking about no G's
If I wanted crabs make a trip to the beach
Go C4 myself holy shit there's been a breach
All these rappers around me
They all sound like shit
Go out and get a microphone and re-record your shit
Cuz that's all it is bitch
Just plain shit
And when your clout dies die down
You'll be back to where you sit

No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo
No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo

I'm like a tire on fire get the pliers at Meijers
I'll buy your suppliers and wire your liars
Like damn
From the music I'm producing
The words that I'm using
It's you that is losing
Not me
Man I always try stay humble
While you are buying bulk bitch buying from the bundle
Big balls bitch but I'll drop you like a fumble
While I'm eating pussy bitch you licking at the grundle
"Ew please fucking turn this track off"
Imma need a minute call me CK and I'll jack off
Wait wait wait wait wait
Just cuz you don't like it doesn't mean you gotta hate
It's getting kinda hot man I'm baking like a cake
If you wanna talk well fuck we'll make a date
If you wanna pork well put it on my plate
If you got something to say bitch say it to my face

No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo
No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you don't know my fucking life though
Yeah I'm driving fast I'm just trying to match the tempo

No
Aw shit
We too cool with it Adam
They can't stop us now
Waiting
Cemurrda
DJAJ
Forever
Let's do it



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Jones Jr
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