Keys

It's Ace!

Young & Reckless
Rosegold's? I wreck em
Kick game? on Beckham
Been a big stepper
I remember I was Younger
Wit some bigger shoes to fill
No auntie Viv
RIP Uncle Phil
RIP to my Uncs
RIP to my Guys (My guys)
Still see they faces
Thru Clouds in the sky
Walk by my whip,
Won't make eye contact
But Roll down a window
You go catch some contact
I be MIA
Sometimes I'm hard to contact
Been wit yo Bitch,
She ain't saved as no contact
She won't get saved either (nah)
Lyfe ain't been easy
I just bob & weave it
Fuck breaking even
Cause I got to beat the odds
Good music, I beat the box
Done playin wit Goofy's
Who ain't trying to see the boss
Rather I go away
Never trying to see me off
Rather get on my nerves
Never trying to see me on
I'm groundbreaking
Like the world shook when I was born
I'm breathtaking
They gasp, when I pullup in a foreign
Outspoken
Don't need everything, I need more
Out standing
So don't let me in, I'm kickin doors, nigga
No knock knock, No zoom zoom
Blowing up
Like TikTok's, & boom booms
Tic tic
My time now, who knew...
I knew, nigga everything that I'm in, is new
They can't dress wit me (nah)
They ain't addressing me
I know I'm better
They ain't even get the best of me
Still on my street
They Might've thought it was sesame
But I'm from the hills
That's Harold St, specifically nigga



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Writer(s): Anthony Kelly
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