How im coming (feat. Wock)

I be slipping and sliding so get the fuck up out my face

I know you heard about chase they doing 20 next day
Made 30 in a month and it was all off
Almost got caught in the store Ian fuckin' wit no blanks
Use gloves when I drop I can't even leave no trace
Walk around skid up I can't even show my face
New crib on the way and it's sitting off the lake
New bitch on the way I'm thinking model type face
I got rich overnight and I ain't tap in for no plays
Dick suck another man man I think you niggas gay
Marathon not a race I den blew 100 k
Made it back off one play shit a never be the same
Fell out with my mans we ain't cool till this day
For the love of this money shit a make you niggas change
Fell out with my mans we ain't cool till this day
For the love of this money shit a make you niggas change
I be telling my brothers they need to chill
And focus on that rapping one of us gone get a deal
Hell yeah these thousands straight but a nigga want a mill
I coulda had a bussed kit but my people not in the hills
I'm the realist nigga that I know always keep it skrill
Sip drank and face runts Ian fuckin wit no pills
Hating watchin nîgga make money boy that shit gay
On the phone wit wock how many jacks we got up today
Motion mean mbe we really havin our way
No cleaning shit but if a nigga mugging dirty imma spray
The shit I go thru everyday man I swear that shit bold
Poured a 8 on da 8 walk around in zombie mode
I swear if you was in my shoes you prolly would've had fold
But I'm 18 doin better than niggas that be old
Why would I fuck these groupie hoes out here lookin for some pros
When my bitch bad she can turn the heat into some snow
Why would I fuck these groupie hoes out here lookin for some pros
When my bitch bad she can turn the heat into some snow



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Writer(s): 8mile Rory
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