Blend In
It's so hard to blend in
Super powers I feel like a x men
Found a route to some money I'm a take that road again
Blunt almost kilt me I'm a hit the thrax again
If I kill the pussy is that a sin
Running in designer shoes treat em like some moccasins
Fit so exclusive never see it again
Pape on me I'm a walking atm
Pull up wit no food to your door then I dash
Hell yeah I take cash app
Gotta play in the front and the back
Every second tryna increase my stash
I remember tryna add it up like I was bad at math
Doin bad
Like I had two broke ankles how I was running to the bag
My bitch bad from the front to the back
Givin old bitches panic attacks
I broke her heart she had a heart attack
My nephews stealing kias and they won't stop
My nephews a smoke yo ass for some rocks
I'm In some yeezy 450s or a pair of crocs
Uptop
I'm a walking check
Demand my respect
Big bro Chopping up work like a hibachi chef
We got more techs and stripes then a ref
Pay me in full won't take nothing less
Hit yo block wit a full press
Mi casa su casa you fam you not a guess
Spend at least 10 hundreds when I get dressed
At the doe pay the fee
You could never be m-e
Try me d-I-e
To much weight I broke the lever
I'm wit whatever that's clever
Fly as fuck no propellers
I am the missing treasure
I stick out I set trends
It's so hard to blend in
Super powers I feel like a x men
Found a route to some money I'm a take that road again
Blunt almost kilt me I'm a hit the thrax again
If I kill the pussy is that a sin
Running in designer shoes treat em like some moccasins
Fit so exclusive never see it again
Pape on me I'm a walking atm
Pull up wit no food to your door then I dash
Hell yeah I take cash app
Gotta play in the front and the back
Every second tryna increase my stash
I remember tryna add it up like I was bad at math
Doin bad
Like I had two broke ankles how I was running to the bag
My bitch bad from the front to the back
Givin old bitches panic attacks
I broke her heart she had a heart attack
My nephews stealing kias and they won't stop
My nephews a smoke yo ass for some rocks
I'm In some yeezy 450s or a pair of crocs
Uptop
I'm a walking check
Demand my respect
Big bro Chopping up work like a hibachi chef
We got more techs and stripes then a ref
Pay me in full won't take nothing less
Hit yo block wit a full press
Mi casa su casa you fam you not a guess
Spend at least 10 hundreds when I get dressed
At the doe pay the fee
You could never be m-e
Try me d-I-e
To much weight I broke the lever
I'm wit whatever that's clever
Fly as fuck no propellers
I am the missing treasure
I stick out I set trends
It's so hard to blend in
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Writer(s): Troy Sterling-williams
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