Too Long

Bitch I'm a god at this shit, no I can't stop
Think I got a cough been too sick and boy you not
No baby but a boss, executive, I'm laying-
(I'm laying laws, I'm laying, I'm laying)

I been gone too long
Had to remind y'all don't got limits
80 tokes so gone vision full of fog
Hot boxing it
Off-White drop I'm coppin it
Mitochondria with it
Powerhouse been tough with it
Fuck your "love" so done bitches
They just fuck then fly, pigeons
Want that D no vitamin
Countless nights no eye blinking
Writing lines till I get that perfect timing
I cannot rest till I think I got a vibe that sits just right in my head
I can't just try

Look
Tried to pull the plug more than a couple times that shit I bet you didn't know
G Pariselli tried to tell me that definitely was not the way to go
Might not be here today and spittin' this way if it wasn't for the bro aye
Thankful everyday that I chose to wait and practice every flow

So I know that I gotta come hard with it
Wrecking ball can't stop me once I started it
Amount of people that doubted me it's disheartening
So I diss hard when they try act hard with me

If I'm walking on sand it turn to glass
Backlash don't phase me, done had that
I'm prepared for the day that they all think that I'm great and fame'll hit me with a mini-Mac
Taliban how y'all be spreading hate
I can't have it man
I don't spit that way unless I'm getting mad
Unless I'm going ape shit no orangutan
Bitch don't stand too close might get a tan
Hunnid bands
What imma make one day from after a hunnid tracks
And no I don't dance, not Cunningham
But I hope my shit plays at one jam
Or I get displayed at dundas

Said I'm a god at this shit, no I can't stop
Think I got a cough I been too sick and boy you not
No baby but a boss, executive, I'm laying laws
Don't act like you on top running shit just cuz I'm gone

I been gone too long
Had to remind y'all
Don't got limits
80 tokes so gone vision full of fog
Hot boxing it
Off-White drop I'm coppin it
Mitochondria with it
Powerhouse been tough with it
Fuck your "love" so done bitches
They just fuck then fly, pigeons
Want that D no vitamin
Countless nights no eye blinking
Writing lines till I get that perfect timing
I cannot rest till I think I got a vibe that sits just right in my head
I can't just try

Some think that I'm trash they must be raccoons they keep coming back
But I ain't even mad cuz they can think that while I get a bag
Don't do it for the cash just wanna show the skills that I have
But I'd still rather make it stack than be chasing ass

Cuz I got no room for a hoe or two
Got my thicc bitch a few bros too
I thought I told you i was homeschooled
So chances are I don't know you
And like a cold pool I'm stepping slow through
All this fuckin drip feel like Goku
Cuz I'm no noob but no old dude
Unless you're talking about the way I slow down

Not now this the fuckin Hoedown
This loud got me making no sound
Think aloud how I write my notes down
Dick down, her back getting blown out
So proud, homies think I'm grown now
No clout, don't care if there's no crowd
You know this shit is heat
I know you can't compete
Bark up this tree I'll send you to the dog pound when I-

Said I'm a god at this shit, no I can't stop
Think I got a cough I been too sick and boy you not
No baby but a boss, executive, I'm laying laws

I been gone too long
Had to remind y'all don't got limits
80 tokes so gone vision full of fog
Hot boxing it
Off-White drop I'm coppin it
Mitochondria with it
Powerhouse been tough with it
Fuck your "love" so done bitches
They just fuck then fly, pigeons
Want that D no vitamin
Countless nights no eye blinking
Writing lines till I get that perfect timing
I cannot rest till I think I
Got a vibe that sits just right in my head
I can't just try

(I can't try)
(Writing lines)
(Off-White)
(I can't try)