Bruce Lee

All these hoes the same they see u gettin juice and they come pouring
Out this world I'm faded i ain't coming down until the morning
I get in my mode im making hits late nights to early mornings
I ain't signing for a check that fed shit i don't endorse it
I don't like to show my face so when you round don't start recording
I don't care bout what they think i see they snake I won't ignore it
Once im at the top ain't jumpin off the ropes like Randy Orton
Exotic cookies got me baked I'm really out to make a fortune

I thought i gave a fuck until I went and thought a lil harder
So many greens up in the crib you'd lowkey think imma farmer
Ain't trying to focus so I just throw on some shades make it darker
Making paper for these pages writing chapters like authors
Having hoes that shit dead just like a phone wit no charger
At first I'm just tryna get to know you then we can take it up farther
Can't never have to much money i always want that shit larger
Don't need a weapon we can fade all the guys with me like barbers
Kicking shit like Bruce Lee i'll punt the bitch back to the streets
Had me lost up in that trip the gas had got the best of me
I won't never snitch don't give a fuck if it's the death of me
Cuz at my funeral I'll be the realest while I rest in peace
I won't pop a pill dont care bout how much pain I'm in
Fuck a perscription I get on beats and rap the pain I'm feeling
Bitch I been the deal they comin soon i had to stop the dealing
Putting shit in motion at 15 im really out to get it
They said I took the wrong path but it had led me to the right place
Play it smart doing the wrong shit just the right way
In that room don't got a doubt in mind the guys even might break
I ain't quitting cuz i know I'll make it you can't fight faith
Bitch I was finessing wit that gas selling tight shake
Put it on the scale you like "damn that's a light eighth"
I fuck with the gold but im shining like bright chain
Hella fish up in the sea see money and they bite bate
They say keep going with this rap and I'll see bigger things
I thought I seen the bigger picture before I new the shit it brings
Never smart up in that class but i been smart with different things
And by the time I'm done I'll be like Brady wit my fucking rings

All these hoes the same they see u gettin juice and they come pouring
Out this world I'm faded i ain't coming down until the morning
I get in my mode im making hits late nights to early mornings
I ain't signing for a check that fed shit i don't endorse it
I don't like to show my face so when you round don't start recording
I don't care bout what they think i see they snake I won't ignore it
Once im at the top ain't jumpin off the ropes like Randy Orton
Exotic cookies got me baked I'm really out to make a fortune



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Writer(s): Drayce Ayers
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