V's

You just do you
Im gonna do what I gotta do
Fuck up the team
It ain't even bother you
You not a leader
So how could I follow you
I lit the fire
The demons they onto you
You got the hoes
But what could they offer you
Leave it to me
See what a baller do
Talk about tapper
It's me they be talkin too
I'm at the level you dream
I'm on top of you

Look what I made of the team
I'm going back forty four
With speed
I went to cali with smoke in v's
Burning on rubber
I'm making a Scene
I'm graduated
I ain't even read
Bitch call back
But I leave it on seen
I just go back in the back
In the back
My life going up I'm about my p's
Real

Say I can't rap
I Go even harder
You do this for you
I do this for all us
Me and TK
Ya we made a promise
Run up the racks
And turn them to commas
I'm pound for pound
You know I'm gonna rock them
Twenty for twenty
I'm still in apartments
Give me a year
It's a whole nother story
Free world shit
White House like Cory

I'm on the low
And you in the Beamer
Griffin the third
You the receiver
You got a girl
But that bitch a eater
Now I'm On live
Copped a two seater
Counting more money
Then you and your teacher
Run this shit up
No you not a equal
Take care of my game
Take care of my people
Hold onto your seat baby
This just a sequel

Fuck designer I'm fly already
The bar too high
It's set already
Stepping up every song that I'm making
Tell me you ready to ride
I'm ready
Feet on the dash
Feeling the fashion
Car go vroom every whip that we Passing
I got six figures I ain't even capping
I'm going for seven
I'm making a comeback

Fam and the team
Ya they know that I'm ready
Got the green light In the dark like I'm Freddy
I'm with your bitch she driving Mercedes
Adjusting your seat
Cause you a lil baby
I'm running around
Like the new slim shady
I'm in the pocket like Brady
I just go back to back like Tracy Mcgrady
I'm winning the world
Now you gotta pay me

For twenty three years I've went Through life
Learning everything the hard way
That shaped me into who I am today
I'm who I wanna be
I'm me

You just do you
Im going to do what I got to do
Fuck up the team
It ain't even bother you
You not a leader
So how could I follow you
I lit the fire
The demons they onto you
You got the hoes
But what could they offer you
Leave it to me
See what a baller do
Talk about tapper
It's me they be talking too
I'm at the level you dream I'm on top Of you

Look what I made of the team
I'm going back forty four with speed
I went to cali
With smoke in v's
Burning on rubber
I'm making a Scene
I'm graduated
I ain't even read
Bitch call back
But I leave it on seen
I just go back in the back
In the back
My life going up
I'm about my p's
Real

Say I can't rap
I Go even harder
You do this for you
I do this for all us
Me and TK
Ya we made a promise
Run up the racks
And turn them to commas
I'm pound for pound
You know I'm going to rock them
Twenty for twenty
I'm still in apartments
Give me a year
It's a whole nother story
Free world shit
White House like Cory



Credits
Writer(s): Nikita Antonenko, Bradley Westbrook
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