Cultur3

New year old habits
Grim reaper soul snatching
Team player so I'm going to pass it
I'm my own captain in my own bracket
Try to take my spot? Nah I won't have it
Not the type to really say much
So next insta post going to have no caption
No cap? yea, no capping
Yo, I'm back in effect
Only come through when there's cash to collect
I get that bread like a bag of baguettes
Question my character, mad disrespect
Daydreaming, daydreaming, look at the clouds
I ain't worried about people trying to fill me up with doubt
I ain't worried about the clout when I'm trying to be famous
New flow make her feel outdated
My life is full of wins and losses
But if I take an L I'm going to face it
Got them mad cause imagine outrageous
My mind is in the clouds like spaceships

Wait a minute, who are you?

That chip on your shoulder
That bump in the road you ran over
That play you run over
They saying you over
That they never showed up
And I pray it don't show up
For them days we sped off on the play on the donut
All that I got in this world is my nuts and my word
And I hold 'em
Thank God I don't prop to get overdue
Ride like my pop to get over
I do blow the doja
Do ride like a soldier
Sliding and chosen
Proud and I'm potent
Wide awake gearing to load up
They can't catch me dozing
Nah, can't catch me dozing
I was in cuffs at eighteen
Tighten my deem, not twelve
Can't catch me holding
Locked up my dog and it's bogus
But I know that time got him focused though
My nigga I know how it go
And that's all I'm supposed to know
I told that bitch you my protege
Peep how I freak
I bought it cheap (Sinny)
I sit back and watch we get all of that

Homie mad, might slide with heaters
Next shot clean, might empty liters
Said I lead, act like a leader
Main bitch, bad bitch, act like diva
Fell back, cool, fell off? Hell nah
I'll wrap any nigga that think he ball
Fuck boxing you crazy we spraying at y'all
No cap niggas gay, ride dick to get on
Nigga I'm that nigga and I'm still a young bull
Call up bro yeah
Get gritty young bull
See clip caught a clip and
That's a fifty young bull
Playing with the fetty yea
We get with you young bull
Dicked up is my glizzy
Gotta a titty young bull
Catch who lacking
Knew a nigga sticky young bull
Pump to the back run it uh
Ricky young bull
New thirty with a thirty
That's a sixty young bull
Sinny feel sinister
Send a nigga family to the minister
I say to myself bitch I'm an introvert
Real shit, kill him
put a nigga in the dirt
Try to play God, go to heaven first
If I hit a nigga with this he gone leave the Earth
I look up to Dez like why?
You know how it feel when your
Youngin' kill your brother?
A feeling in your stomach
That you can't face his mother
Enemies is close
In reality it's fuck them
Remember what my bitch said
I just got to tough it
Run down, blick out
No tucking I'm coming
Hoping and I'm praying
For the moment I can stuff them