What It Takes

(Fake)
(What it takes)
(Mhmm you can see it in my face)
(On my grave)
(On a paper chase)
(Running from the Jakes ay)
(Imma do what it takes)

How they say they love me but in my back they be fake
Know I'm still a ygn but I still got what it takes
Always steppin on the gas I ain't never hit the brakes
Momma didn't a raise a bitch you can see it in my face
Meant to be the best so imma put in on my grave
Everybody love the green that's why I'm on a paper chase
Go 200 do the dash like I was runnin from the jakes
Put the city on my back I'm ready to do what it takes

Ready to do what it takes
Imma carve me a lane
If it ain't the money talkin you can get up out my face
Imma have a thousand people lookin at me on the stage
I get high on my own

And I blaze

People pocket watchin cause I know they full of envy
I make this shit look easy that's why I know they resent me
No time for negativity cause demons I got plenty
You know that I'm a soldier what don't break me only make me
Hate me take me
Devil on my shoulder swear that he be tryna take me
I look over my shoulders hoping somebody gon' save me
I don't want no love but I want it yeah is crazy
Don't say you got my back if you ain't pick up when I called
Tottin' 2 4's all alone how I ball
They lookin at me now and say that I will make it far (huh)
Baggy jeans cuz you the pockets large

How they say they love me but in my back they be fake
Know I'm still a ygn but I still got what it takes
Always steppin' on the gas I ain't never hit the brakes
Momma didn't a raise a bitch you can see it in my face
Meant to be the best so imma put in on my grave
Everybody love the green that's why I'm on a paper chase
Go 200 do the dash like I was runnin from the jakes
Put the city on my back I'm ready to do what it takes

I'm a Rockstar (Rockstar)
Skrt off in the whip like is Nascar (Nascar)
Pour me up the purple i'm still of a bar (Off a Bar)
Say that I'll be nothin but I'll make it far (make it far)

Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah

I can have it all baby what you want
VVS on the neck you know I stand tall
Always on the move busy makin' phone calls
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah Yeah, all out

How they say they love me but in my back they be fake
Know I'm still a ygn but I still got what it takes
Always steppin on the gas I ain't never hit the brakes
Momma didn't a raise a bitch you can see it in my face
Meant to be the best so imma put in on my grave
Everybody love the green that's why I'm on a paper chase
Go 200 do the dash like I was runnin from the jakes
Put the city on my back I'm ready to do what it takes

(Fake)
(What it takes)
(Mhmm you can see it in my face)
(On my grave)
(On a paper chase)
(Running from the Jakes ay)
(Imma do what it takes)



Credits
Writer(s): Camilo Torres
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