MySpace (feat. Young Shrimp)
Talking shit you can die any day
Got the clique we gon' drive in the Wraith
Opps is fish they get fried and then flake
All this drip like I dived in a lake
Shawty thick bet I'm liking her shape
Got it lit like I'm lighting a flame
Ball like Pippen I'm ripe in the game
They caught my drift now they riding the wave
Stay clear outta my space
AP on me ice skate
Paper all that I chase
Haters gotta migrate
Patient I got my faith
Gang dripping let's hydrate
Wasted but still I'm straight
Staying up in my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Tell 'em stay outta my space
Better get outta my face
Never come round to my place
If they ever done doubted my ways
Can bet imma count up the bags
Ain't stressing got ounces of haze
They threatened by how I get praise
Young MAK11 I'm 'bout to get paid
Don't have a weapon you bound to get played
Know that I'm reckless look out it ain't safe
So fast ahead of 'em now in the race
Go stack your bread and be proud of your pace
Forever my sound gon be great
Won't lack ain't letting fans down no mistake
Can't hold back I'm steady they slouching I'm straight
Ain't no cap I'm ready them clowns is afraid
They going insane, they losing they minds
I go hard in the paint with the crew 'til I die
I'm smoking propane, and shooting the iron
Don't bargain with lames all the moola is mine
Them hoes all the same, my boo be a dime
If you aren't with the gang get to moving aside
Got dope in my brain, I'm stupidly high
Been smart it's a shame how I ruin they grind
To the roof imma climb and never come down from there
Coupe on my mind you can bet I'll be outta here
Look at my shine it's correct ain't no doubt it's clear
Dude been applying that pressure without a fear
Want diamonds to blind 'em from South America
I ride with my guys don't get outta character
They try don't know why come around embarrass ya
No lie imma light up a pound of Cherry Pie
Talking shit you can die any day
Got the clique we gon' drive in the Wraith
Opps is fish they get fried and then flake
All this drip like I dived in a lake
Shawty thick bet I'm liking her shape
Got it lit like I'm lighting a flame
Ball like Pippen I'm ripe in the game
They caught my drift now they riding the wave
Stay clear outta my space
AP on me ice skate
Paper all that I chase
Haters gotta migrate
Patient I got my faith
Gang dripping let's hydrate
Wasted but still I'm straight
Staying up in my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay fresh like I'm Colgate
So rich like I'm Bill Gates
I can prolly get your bills paid
All of y'all talk that stick talk
You ain't really 'bout it you can't really make a brick walk
You ain't really rapping dawg you just making Tik-Toks
I ain't really capping dawg, I be on that real talk
Made me some money, the money done made me
I been balling out like I'm Tracy McGrady
That bitch wanna fuck then I ask where she staying
'Cause it ain't my place, now lil' bitch I ain't playing
Fuck everybody who doubted me
Making some moves and they know it undoubtedly
Honestly I'm only seventeen, hardest new artist around
This is meant for me, I feel like God done been blessing me
I feel like broke boys be testing me
They tryna run with the recipe
Act like I wouldn't even notice
Imma pull up in a Lotus
I can afford more than Focus
In fact I feel like I am golden
That's because I am the chosen
Bigger than boulders, I burn my opponents
I leave 'em in hell, brush the dust off my shoulders
Bitch, yeah
Got the clique we gon' drive in the Wraith
Opps is fish they get fried and then flake
All this drip like I dived in a lake
Shawty thick bet I'm liking her shape
Got it lit like I'm lighting a flame
Ball like Pippen I'm ripe in the game
They caught my drift now they riding the wave
Stay clear outta my space
AP on me ice skate
Paper all that I chase
Haters gotta migrate
Patient I got my faith
Gang dripping let's hydrate
Wasted but still I'm straight
Staying up in my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Tell 'em stay outta my space
Better get outta my face
Never come round to my place
If they ever done doubted my ways
Can bet imma count up the bags
Ain't stressing got ounces of haze
They threatened by how I get praise
Young MAK11 I'm 'bout to get paid
Don't have a weapon you bound to get played
Know that I'm reckless look out it ain't safe
So fast ahead of 'em now in the race
Go stack your bread and be proud of your pace
Forever my sound gon be great
Won't lack ain't letting fans down no mistake
Can't hold back I'm steady they slouching I'm straight
Ain't no cap I'm ready them clowns is afraid
They going insane, they losing they minds
I go hard in the paint with the crew 'til I die
I'm smoking propane, and shooting the iron
Don't bargain with lames all the moola is mine
Them hoes all the same, my boo be a dime
If you aren't with the gang get to moving aside
Got dope in my brain, I'm stupidly high
Been smart it's a shame how I ruin they grind
To the roof imma climb and never come down from there
Coupe on my mind you can bet I'll be outta here
Look at my shine it's correct ain't no doubt it's clear
Dude been applying that pressure without a fear
Want diamonds to blind 'em from South America
I ride with my guys don't get outta character
They try don't know why come around embarrass ya
No lie imma light up a pound of Cherry Pie
Talking shit you can die any day
Got the clique we gon' drive in the Wraith
Opps is fish they get fried and then flake
All this drip like I dived in a lake
Shawty thick bet I'm liking her shape
Got it lit like I'm lighting a flame
Ball like Pippen I'm ripe in the game
They caught my drift now they riding the wave
Stay clear outta my space
AP on me ice skate
Paper all that I chase
Haters gotta migrate
Patient I got my faith
Gang dripping let's hydrate
Wasted but still I'm straight
Staying up in my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay up outta my space
Stay fresh like I'm Colgate
So rich like I'm Bill Gates
I can prolly get your bills paid
All of y'all talk that stick talk
You ain't really 'bout it you can't really make a brick walk
You ain't really rapping dawg you just making Tik-Toks
I ain't really capping dawg, I be on that real talk
Made me some money, the money done made me
I been balling out like I'm Tracy McGrady
That bitch wanna fuck then I ask where she staying
'Cause it ain't my place, now lil' bitch I ain't playing
Fuck everybody who doubted me
Making some moves and they know it undoubtedly
Honestly I'm only seventeen, hardest new artist around
This is meant for me, I feel like God done been blessing me
I feel like broke boys be testing me
They tryna run with the recipe
Act like I wouldn't even notice
Imma pull up in a Lotus
I can afford more than Focus
In fact I feel like I am golden
That's because I am the chosen
Bigger than boulders, I burn my opponents
I leave 'em in hell, brush the dust off my shoulders
Bitch, yeah
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