12 Seasons
I think I want it I'm the best
I think I want it fuck the rest
They thought I never had a chance
But I was always so ahead
I think I always worked the fucking smartest
Think I thought about my steps
I think they always hating on me
Cus I never waste a breath
Cus everything I do it's moving so intentional
I cannot fit in your norm I've never been conventional
From a young kid, they knew that I'd be exceptional
God forgive me for my sins this is my confessional
Incredible
I've been saving up for a timepiece
Iced out
Millie with the little fucking diamonds
Ma in Qatar while I fly out to the islands
Aries in my blood but I'm fucking with the lions
I'm coming like the fire yeah it feels like an apocalypse
Too much on my mind, I need a zoot upon my fucking lips
Staying in the studio I'm cooking up them fucking hits
Bitcoin staying in my bag yeah I'm buying up the fucking dips
Imagine if I listened to the people that didn't believe in me
believe in me
They could never see the way
They can't even have a say
They know there's a price to pay
I know all the ones that I will eat with on my final day
Evil eye nuh touch me I pray against demons
Guarding up my soul me ah ever get eaten
Bitches hating on me, me nah give them a reason
If they hating on me they gon hate for 12 seasons
I think I want it fuck the rest
They thought I never had a chance
But I was always so ahead
I think I always worked the fucking smartest
Think I thought about my steps
I think they always hating on me
Cus I never waste a breath
Cus everything I do it's moving so intentional
I cannot fit in your norm I've never been conventional
From a young kid, they knew that I'd be exceptional
God forgive me for my sins this is my confessional
Incredible
I've been saving up for a timepiece
Iced out
Millie with the little fucking diamonds
Ma in Qatar while I fly out to the islands
Aries in my blood but I'm fucking with the lions
I'm coming like the fire yeah it feels like an apocalypse
Too much on my mind, I need a zoot upon my fucking lips
Staying in the studio I'm cooking up them fucking hits
Bitcoin staying in my bag yeah I'm buying up the fucking dips
Imagine if I listened to the people that didn't believe in me
believe in me
They could never see the way
They can't even have a say
They know there's a price to pay
I know all the ones that I will eat with on my final day
Evil eye nuh touch me I pray against demons
Guarding up my soul me ah ever get eaten
Bitches hating on me, me nah give them a reason
If they hating on me they gon hate for 12 seasons
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Writer(s): Omobolaji Oladokun
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