I'm Not Ready Yet
I'm not ready yet, I'm not ready yet, I'm not ready yet, I'm not ready yet
I'm not ready yet, cause my fate's already set
The way you talkin' to me as if we already met
I'm a win her back, yeah, she already left
Girl, you know that I'm the only one that gets you
I don't want no thot, on my way up to the top
They see me and stop, if I see you, you get dropped
I can't fuck with opps, they be lurking while I shop
Buy a pill I'll pop, sell some weed I wouldn't cop
I'm back on my grind, peace is what I'm tryna find
Demons in my mind, tellin' me not to be kind
She left me behind, now I'm getting more defined
Look at my design, if God and Satan were combined
And that might make you think that I got some sort of ego
And maybe I do, but I don't give a fuck, amigo
Free Young Thug and by the way, a big fuck you to RICO
We want Thugger home and I ain't talkin' bout the depot
Let me switch up on the real, I see the pain that you tryna conceal
You don't even know how to feel, so how would you know how to deal
We all just tryna heal, that's in a world that's ideal
Some people poppin' the pills, me I'm just crackin' the seals
You scum, my heart is where this from
Bet you gon' be crying when you see what I become
Bet you gon' be crying when bro pulls up with a drum
Maybe then you'll think next time before you act so dumb
I got some demons that I'm really tryna drown
They don't let up when they try to pull me down
It's all good because I'm stacking these amounts
I'll have millions in my fucking bank account
Oh, no
Oh
I'm not ready yet, cause my fate's already set
The way you talkin' to me as if we already met
I'm a win her back, yeah, she already left
Girl, you know that I'm the only one that gets you
I don't want no thot, on my way up to the top
They see me and stop, if I see you, you get dropped
I can't fuck with opps, they be lurking while I shop
Buy a pill I'll pop, sell some weed I wouldn't cop
I'm back on my grind, peace is what I'm tryna find
Demons in my mind, tellin' me not to be kind
She left me behind, now I'm getting more defined
Look at my design, if God and Satan were combined
And that might make you think that I got some sort of ego
And maybe I do, but I don't give a fuck, amigo
Free Young Thug and by the way, a big fuck you to RICO
We want Thugger home and I ain't talkin' bout the depot
Let me switch up on the real, I see the pain that you tryna conceal
You don't even know how to feel, so how would you know how to deal
We all just tryna heal, that's in a world that's ideal
Some people poppin' the pills, me I'm just crackin' the seals
You scum, my heart is where this from
Bet you gon' be crying when you see what I become
Bet you gon' be crying when bro pulls up with a drum
Maybe then you'll think next time before you act so dumb
I got some demons that I'm really tryna drown
They don't let up when they try to pull me down
It's all good because I'm stacking these amounts
I'll have millions in my fucking bank account
Oh, no
Oh
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Writer(s): Keith Zazzi
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