Init

Put in the gas, init
Don't you try to mess with it
That shit is my stress killer
And K got me blessed, kill it
Yeah I just need 5 minutes
Need to get high, business
Took me some time, visions
Will make it all mine, bitches

Yeah I need a penthouse where shawty gets gold like we live at the sea
Need me some dope for the trip so I'll light this shit up to them beats
Told Mama I'll make it
Now I see her waitin'
I've never been fakin'
Gave more than I've taken

Aye I had a ride when I started this shit, way back to the time I had time
Early bird noticed I'm on the grind
I tried to hold this, carried what's mine
Stacked up releases, for all of you bitches
Been hangin' with snitches then it got suspicious, aye
Some people don't get the business way
That's why I don't care what them bitches say (Yeah)
Cause you shorties fake, look what I made, finna get paid, yeah
Yeah I choose a way, decision I made, now I'm here today, yeah
I'm playing a game that is on the line
And from where I came, I learnt how to fight
All of this won't happen over night
So Imma get hot and just

Put in the gas, init
Don't you try to mess with it
That shit is my stress killer
And K got me blessed, kill it
Yeah I just need 5 minutes
Need to get high, business
Took me some time, visions
Will make it all mine, bitches

Yeah I need a penthouse where shawty gets gold like we live at the sea
Need me some dope for the trip so I'll light this shit up to them beats
Told Mama I'll make it
Now I see her waitin'
I've never been fakin'
Gave more than I've taken

Mom came to the wild, wild west
Always said that I'll try my best
World's tough so I wear my vest
Sound shit let me fight my stress
When I got big, Imma let the folks talking
Went through shit, but I still keep me walking
And I'm independent, so I'm dropping
Lotta heat like Miami, still ballin'
On my shit, I don't need them hoes callin'
Stand for peace, so I never be fallin'
That my shit so I always go all in
Cleared my mind quick, that's calming
I always had a lot for me to carry
Until I lost the I, Jim Carrey
Life is going back and forth, Tom and Jerry
Until l I made the cake and placed the cherry

Put in the gas, init
Don't you try to mess with it
That shit is my stress killer
And K got me blessed, kill it
Yeah I just need 5 minutes
Need to get high, business
Took me some time, visions
Will make it all mine, bitches

Yeah I need a penthouse where shawty gets gold like we live at the sea
Need me some dope for the trip so I'll light this shit up to them beats
Told Mama I'll make it
Now I see her waitin'
I've never been fakin'
Gave more than I've taken

(Whoo)



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Writer(s): Brian Beck
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