On Me
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin', codeine
Too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami
Shooting to the sky
I'm already high
Wave your goodbyes
Yeah the racks my kryptonite
Pop them pills I'm bound to die
Pop a perky say goodnight
Sippin' that lean I'm slurring my words
Not broke anymore came up from the dirt
Woah, yeah
Yeah you know I'm too gone (Too gone)
Chillin' laid back my racks too long (Too long)
Racks in space like I'm Elon (Elon)
Working late night I'm up til dawn (Til dawn)
Dropping these bars like they some bombs (Bombs)
Yeah, yeah you
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin'
Codeine, too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin'
Codeine, too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami
Yeah, I be putting lighters in the sky
I don't want to smoke I'm already high
I don't need no love, not trying to die
I'm just trying to make it til I'm fifty five
Everything ain't stopping me I'm impossible
You don't really know
You can't stop me, I'm unstoppable
I can't be touched
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I be hitting private jets soon
Making checks soon
I be dripping so wet like a typhoon
Category 4 storm, yeah I was born like this
You not trying to hang around
You don't really know your way around town
I can show you the way if your down
Down, down
Don't want to be put in the ground
I don't really know where I belong on this earth
But I really feel like, if I try hard, it won't hurt
It won't hurt
I don't want to be put in the dirt
Too many people be putting in that circle
Of hate and love
Show me a different, yeah I need a reason
Til then I keep doing my own thing
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin'
Codeine, too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuckin' on them bitches
Yeah you know they hate
People turn to fake I know they snakes
Turn around the corner
And I'll hit you in the flank
Got a big bank, yeah I need some cake
Too fake for me
Turn around for me
Got all the people yeah they chanting Lil Z
No love for me, no more we
Got my mind going crazy
Crazy, crazy
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussing (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin', codeine
Too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami
Shooting to the sky
I'm already high
Wave your goodbyes
Yeah the racks my kryptonite
Pop them pills I'm bound to die
Pop a perky say goodnight
Sippin' that lean I'm slurring my words
Not broke anymore came up from the dirt
Woah, yeah
Yeah you know I'm too gone (Too gone)
Chillin' laid back my racks too long (Too long)
Racks in space like I'm Elon (Elon)
Working late night I'm up til dawn (Til dawn)
Dropping these bars like they some bombs (Bombs)
Yeah, yeah you
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin'
Codeine, too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin'
Codeine, too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami
Yeah, I be putting lighters in the sky
I don't want to smoke I'm already high
I don't need no love, not trying to die
I'm just trying to make it til I'm fifty five
Everything ain't stopping me I'm impossible
You don't really know
You can't stop me, I'm unstoppable
I can't be touched
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I be hitting private jets soon
Making checks soon
I be dripping so wet like a typhoon
Category 4 storm, yeah I was born like this
You not trying to hang around
You don't really know your way around town
I can show you the way if your down
Down, down
Don't want to be put in the ground
I don't really know where I belong on this earth
But I really feel like, if I try hard, it won't hurt
It won't hurt
I don't want to be put in the dirt
Too many people be putting in that circle
Of hate and love
Show me a different, yeah I need a reason
Til then I keep doing my own thing
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussin (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me, sippin'
Codeine, too gone yeah you know me
Chillin' on the beach in Miami (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuckin' on them bitches
Yeah you know they hate
People turn to fake I know they snakes
Turn around the corner
And I'll hit you in the flank
Got a big bank, yeah I need some cake
Too fake for me
Turn around for me
Got all the people yeah they chanting Lil Z
No love for me, no more we
Got my mind going crazy
Crazy, crazy
Know I'm up, no bluffin' (No bluffin')
Comin' up yeah from nothing (From nothing)
Frost on my neck I'm bussing (Bussin')
All these diamonds cuttin' (Cuttin')
On me
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Spear
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