Should've Been the Intro (Bonus Track)
Yeah
KillemAll Every thang
Look
Bitch you know this shit ain't fabricated
Niggas from my stature been eradicated
I make it to where niggas just got to hate it look
Bulletproofs on my grand mamas windows
Still make me step outside to smoke the indoor
All I hear is Everybody talkin How depressed they is
Couple hundred I was last so I Ubered the bitch
Ay dogg you got to live
Same shit I would've told myself when we was kids
Back when we was grocery shopping with the counterfeits
Now I'm money makin Mitch
Me and my doggs talk Rolexes and new Benzes and Hoes that we can smash off a friends list
Ay check this whole click relentless
Everything expensive
From the bottle service to the price to make the entrance
From the bitches vacation ant the big pendant's
I used to rap like J. Cole got tired of being broke so I sold my Soul
Eating Lobster at the brunches drinking liquid gold
And now the pussy tastes sweeter than some cantaloupe
Bitch said, Christian if we go to Vegas we can elope
Girl that's some shit I'll never do like going through bitches phones
Hoe this a different mode my offence misdirected like the wishbone
I got my dead opps raps as a ringtone
Verses bomb threats I'll have this whole scene gone
Haven't found God yet this ain't a sing along
I cut niggas out my life like Hov did Ye
I know the devils talking to me on these big plays
If I see the Heaven gates I know downs a long ways nigga
I know, I know
Gravity
Two Door
Coop
Gravity
KillemAll Every thang
Look
Bitch you know this shit ain't fabricated
Niggas from my stature been eradicated
I make it to where niggas just got to hate it look
Bulletproofs on my grand mamas windows
Still make me step outside to smoke the indoor
All I hear is Everybody talkin How depressed they is
Couple hundred I was last so I Ubered the bitch
Ay dogg you got to live
Same shit I would've told myself when we was kids
Back when we was grocery shopping with the counterfeits
Now I'm money makin Mitch
Me and my doggs talk Rolexes and new Benzes and Hoes that we can smash off a friends list
Ay check this whole click relentless
Everything expensive
From the bottle service to the price to make the entrance
From the bitches vacation ant the big pendant's
I used to rap like J. Cole got tired of being broke so I sold my Soul
Eating Lobster at the brunches drinking liquid gold
And now the pussy tastes sweeter than some cantaloupe
Bitch said, Christian if we go to Vegas we can elope
Girl that's some shit I'll never do like going through bitches phones
Hoe this a different mode my offence misdirected like the wishbone
I got my dead opps raps as a ringtone
Verses bomb threats I'll have this whole scene gone
Haven't found God yet this ain't a sing along
I cut niggas out my life like Hov did Ye
I know the devils talking to me on these big plays
If I see the Heaven gates I know downs a long ways nigga
I know, I know
Gravity
Two Door
Coop
Gravity
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Cooper
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