Paris
I stay hurting inside but you see me moving I don't fuss
All these niggas tryna catch up
I been left them in the dust
On the gram, he was saying when he see me then it's up
And so I seen him in person
I think I caused that niggas bluff
Tell whosever at the top now they gon' have to soon adjust
Because I'm coming for that throne
Can't tell me shit I got 'em shut
Tired of all this waiting shit,I think I had enough
They see me breaking out this bitch
Yeah, once I'm through I won't discuss
Young nigga on the outside but they don't know what's inside me
Yeah, yo gang is full of clones that just be walking like they zombies
I'ma rip right through you niggas see me sliding like Itachi
Been a king to all you niggas like I stay in Abu Dhabi
They tryna book me right as soon as I land
So I'll cut up the show flowin' shit like a fan
Yeah, I saw my mom struggle, the drink in her hand
And the tears in her eyes is what made me a man
Right then and there I knew I had a plan
I don't run from my demons they boutta be damned
Born in Rhode Island that's where it began
But my heart in Japan, California, and France
Sell on the track but it won't be my soul
Never had heat had to sleep in the cold
Fuck nigga I been alone in the snow
Stay on the run this shit never get old
Claim you legit when I know that you told
Fuck with me, I'll sensory overload
Step up to me when you know you gon fold
Off of the Island, I'm hitting the road
Fuck
Soon as I seen her said I'm tryna fuck
Getting that money while y'all niggas stuck
Told that bitch it is not fancy to suck
Unless I pullin' up in that Bentley truck
Run up on me got me testing my luck
Making this bread I be fring with the Gus
You is my cuz, fuck if we blood
I got lots of family I don't even trust
Soon as I seen her said I'm tryna fuck
Getting that money while y'all niggas stuck
Told that bitch it is not fancy to suck
Unless I pullin' up in that Bentley truck
Run up on me got me testing my luck
Making this bread I be fring with the Gus
You is my cuz, fuck if we blood
I got lots of family I don't even trust
All these niggas tryna catch up
I been left them in the dust
On the gram, he was saying when he see me then it's up
And so I seen him in person
I think I caused that niggas bluff
Tell whosever at the top now they gon' have to soon adjust
Because I'm coming for that throne
Can't tell me shit I got 'em shut
Tired of all this waiting shit,I think I had enough
They see me breaking out this bitch
Yeah, once I'm through I won't discuss
Young nigga on the outside but they don't know what's inside me
Yeah, yo gang is full of clones that just be walking like they zombies
I'ma rip right through you niggas see me sliding like Itachi
Been a king to all you niggas like I stay in Abu Dhabi
They tryna book me right as soon as I land
So I'll cut up the show flowin' shit like a fan
Yeah, I saw my mom struggle, the drink in her hand
And the tears in her eyes is what made me a man
Right then and there I knew I had a plan
I don't run from my demons they boutta be damned
Born in Rhode Island that's where it began
But my heart in Japan, California, and France
Sell on the track but it won't be my soul
Never had heat had to sleep in the cold
Fuck nigga I been alone in the snow
Stay on the run this shit never get old
Claim you legit when I know that you told
Fuck with me, I'll sensory overload
Step up to me when you know you gon fold
Off of the Island, I'm hitting the road
Fuck
Soon as I seen her said I'm tryna fuck
Getting that money while y'all niggas stuck
Told that bitch it is not fancy to suck
Unless I pullin' up in that Bentley truck
Run up on me got me testing my luck
Making this bread I be fring with the Gus
You is my cuz, fuck if we blood
I got lots of family I don't even trust
Soon as I seen her said I'm tryna fuck
Getting that money while y'all niggas stuck
Told that bitch it is not fancy to suck
Unless I pullin' up in that Bentley truck
Run up on me got me testing my luck
Making this bread I be fring with the Gus
You is my cuz, fuck if we blood
I got lots of family I don't even trust
Credits
Writer(s): Ariel Marmolejos
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