PRESS RECORD

(Yea)
(Feel this)
(HaHa)
Rinse my hands with these bitches had to dust them feelings off
Had to show em ima boss
Bitch I'm really hands on don't know wtf you thought
Don't know how you niggas think
Paper running Aquafina automatic to the vault
I ran this shit up by myself
I just left from out ah meeting gotta chop it up with Walt
Bitch we all C.E.O's it's Just Doe

Thoughts overlapping and crashing
I know it's magic in the start I started losing my passion
Doesn't matter to me tho
I still know I got some mo
And I know at the finish line second thoughts start to happen
Walt told me practice the action
He said perform and hit they hearts I got some shit in these raps
And when it start to fall in line
You gone show em you ain't lying
I gotta tap in with Shabazz let him know you been rapping
That's my family

Taking off I ain't losing this traction
You gotta turn the traction off you want the smoke out the back
We had to turn our phones off kept on tracking the package
And when that bitch finally came we was already back
Letting you know it don't go how you plan it
I had to cut some people off who ain't never gone mend me
I tried to tell em it's just doe they ain't think that I meant it
I gotta habit making points when I'm already winning

Press record
How the fuck can I lose I'm the best nun more nun less
He hoping that I stop and I'm gripping ona check
I see me at the top and I see you as ah step
And I see you as ah
I'm really not impressed
I always hit the drop if it's some bout respect
She open like ah slot waiting fo me to connect
But I elevated on her
I'm somewhere outta space
Yea I'm somewhere outta -
Im never looking back
Im looking at this ultrasound know that it's ah blessing
I gotta yank you out the sky know that you ah angel
But the world need change and you one that's bout to change it
(My baby)
(I know you...)
(Yea)
(Uh)
(Oh ight nigga)