I'm Spent
So when?
When do we get to advance
I hop on a track i be givin em
All tens
Surely I get to my dance
Im speakin in rhythm, to all of my fans
Then, i just be takin my time
I sit back and watch all the numbers incline
Man, when did my flow get so fine
I'm washin deez rappers but not in my prime
Spent
Boy im spent boy im spent boy im spent
Tailin on the road for so long not a dent huh
Get bent get bent get bent
Greatest in the world, for this shit i was just meant
Raaton ke jaagah, ham sab se he agay hain
Rappers nai orphans, without me ye kaakay hain
Live what i rap and i say what i am
And i know ke ye saaray bus karte he baatain hain
Chaye peeyon gaari
The kid from safari
Not playin yo games
No this shit no atari
Me karta nai diss mujhe lagti khuwari
I'm focused on green jaise me hun aik maali
Jab pata hai puri ye dunya he faani
Aur images rakhte hain saaray ye jaali
A horse on my hood wanna drive a ferrari
I swear i got drive like a fuckin buggati
Nitrous, not blood coursing through all my veins
And gold everything that i touch, super saiyan
I'm 4d and alla you not on my plain,
I'm 4g and alla you Edgin for fame, what a shame
So when?
When do we get to advance
I hop on a track i be givin em
All tens
Surely I get to my dance
Im speakin in rhythm, to all of my fans
Then, i just be takin my time
I sit back and watch all the numbers incline
Man, when did my flow get so fine
I'm washin deez rappers but not in my prime
Spent
Boy im spent boy im spent boy im spent
Tailin on the road for so long not a dent
Get bent get bent get bent
Greatest in the world, for this shit i was just meant
I come with the facts and the meaning
The luckiest hands on the table not dealin
I break through the sky and the roof and the ceiling
Im schemin im schemin im schemin im schemin
Im on the rise, like a light i be gleamin
Summertime, watch me come back and steal it
Polaroid, shot u down got em grievin
And zain on his stupid shit boy he be thie- wait
Snitchin not one with the snitchin
Im havin my fun with this shit its a written
I know that lil yb he listenin and grinnin
And zain in the back prolly scratchin and rubbin his head
I cant lie my boy he be slow
But he my lil crodie and that i do show
wait
Fridi in bremen he woke whenever i call him he pick for sure
Great
When do we get to advance
I hop on a track i be givin em
All tens
Surely I get to my dance
Im speakin in rhythm, to all of my fans
Then, i just be takin my time
I sit back and watch all the numbers incline
Man, when did my flow get so fine
I'm washin deez rappers but not in my prime
Spent
Boy im spent boy im spent boy im spent
Tailin on the road for so long not a dent huh
Get bent get bent get bent
Greatest in the world, for this shit i was just meant
Raaton ke jaagah, ham sab se he agay hain
Rappers nai orphans, without me ye kaakay hain
Live what i rap and i say what i am
And i know ke ye saaray bus karte he baatain hain
Chaye peeyon gaari
The kid from safari
Not playin yo games
No this shit no atari
Me karta nai diss mujhe lagti khuwari
I'm focused on green jaise me hun aik maali
Jab pata hai puri ye dunya he faani
Aur images rakhte hain saaray ye jaali
A horse on my hood wanna drive a ferrari
I swear i got drive like a fuckin buggati
Nitrous, not blood coursing through all my veins
And gold everything that i touch, super saiyan
I'm 4d and alla you not on my plain,
I'm 4g and alla you Edgin for fame, what a shame
So when?
When do we get to advance
I hop on a track i be givin em
All tens
Surely I get to my dance
Im speakin in rhythm, to all of my fans
Then, i just be takin my time
I sit back and watch all the numbers incline
Man, when did my flow get so fine
I'm washin deez rappers but not in my prime
Spent
Boy im spent boy im spent boy im spent
Tailin on the road for so long not a dent
Get bent get bent get bent
Greatest in the world, for this shit i was just meant
I come with the facts and the meaning
The luckiest hands on the table not dealin
I break through the sky and the roof and the ceiling
Im schemin im schemin im schemin im schemin
Im on the rise, like a light i be gleamin
Summertime, watch me come back and steal it
Polaroid, shot u down got em grievin
And zain on his stupid shit boy he be thie- wait
Snitchin not one with the snitchin
Im havin my fun with this shit its a written
I know that lil yb he listenin and grinnin
And zain in the back prolly scratchin and rubbin his head
I cant lie my boy he be slow
But he my lil crodie and that i do show
wait
Fridi in bremen he woke whenever i call him he pick for sure
Great
Credits
Writer(s): Nael Ali Amir
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