REVELATIONS
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I'm in a 2 tone La Ferrari, Yea this shit retarded
I'm Balling out from East to West like boy my time has started
Dropping 22, Invest in self to go to school
Go to gym and get a pump and hope they notice you.
But they ain't notice you, They give the coldest shoulder too
I got a chip on mine until I'm loaded, Zuckerberg
I wear a hoodie every mother fucking day to work
And they ain't say a word, They just send me the paperwork.
I write my lines, Say my story, Hope you wear my shoes
And that can pay my dues and help me get the ladies too
And maybe later help us pay for fucking baby food
But fuck that shit for now let's focus on the crazy views
I said "My last 30 seconds was a power trip"
I got this chip on my shoulder plus whole lotta drip
This ain't no Prada on your collar in your mamas whip
This is fully loaded pockets, Commas on my check
I'm on my shit, This is all that I'm meant for
With these bottles and models like imma need a mentor
But I'm, Feeling vibes That I'm better when I'm on my own
To describe, It's that feeling when you in you're zone
Its different times so I talk my shit in different tones
The boy is grown but the man he is is still unknown
Everybody see in 2 tones, Black or white
Realizing shit is Gray could give you peace of mind
Don't get caught up in the low's, It's easy to get high
When I look up in the sky I see my future life
Fuck this world, Imma make this my whole universe
Jango Fett, Boy I'm surrounded by these phoney clones
Feel the force running through me when I write this verse
Could you say the man a king and let me see my throne?
Ripped Jeans, Black Tee's, YSL Cologne
Wheels chrome and the Cribos got the granite stone
I just hit her through the phone, She at my place alone
She just chilling getting stoned, She wait till Daddy's Home
If she could really get this dick, Come get this Shit, You feel me?
No Millie Bobby but she down to do the Stranger Things
She suck my willie good, I thought you might just grow some fangs
I'm feeling good, Mike Posner how I'm Switching Lanes
I'm feeling everything that's coming, Money start to rain
Success is in this building, Everything I am has changed
From body my getting bigger got determination
I hold my own in every single scary situation
I keep creating cause this music give me liberation
Hard to find real people in this generation
Hard to find real people down for conversations
Every time I write in notes I'm talking revelations
I'm in a 2 tone La Ferrari, Yea this shit retarded
I'm Balling out from East to West like boy my time has started
Dropping 22, Invest in self to go to school
Go to gym and get a pump and hope they notice you.
But they ain't notice you, They give the coldest shoulder too
I got a chip on mine until I'm loaded, Zuckerberg
I wear a hoodie every mother fucking day to work
And they ain't say a word, They just send me the paperwork.
I write my lines, Say my story, Hope you wear my shoes
And that can pay my dues and help me get the ladies too
And maybe later help us pay for fucking baby food
But fuck that shit for now let's focus on the crazy views
I said "My last 30 seconds was a power trip"
I got this chip on my shoulder plus whole lotta drip
This ain't no Prada on your collar in your mamas whip
This is fully loaded pockets, Commas on my check
I'm on my shit, This is all that I'm meant for
With these bottles and models like imma need a mentor
But I'm, Feeling vibes That I'm better when I'm on my own
To describe, It's that feeling when you in you're zone
Its different times so I talk my shit in different tones
The boy is grown but the man he is is still unknown
Everybody see in 2 tones, Black or white
Realizing shit is Gray could give you peace of mind
Don't get caught up in the low's, It's easy to get high
When I look up in the sky I see my future life
Fuck this world, Imma make this my whole universe
Jango Fett, Boy I'm surrounded by these phoney clones
Feel the force running through me when I write this verse
Could you say the man a king and let me see my throne?
Ripped Jeans, Black Tee's, YSL Cologne
Wheels chrome and the Cribos got the granite stone
I just hit her through the phone, She at my place alone
She just chilling getting stoned, She wait till Daddy's Home
If she could really get this dick, Come get this Shit, You feel me?
No Millie Bobby but she down to do the Stranger Things
She suck my willie good, I thought you might just grow some fangs
I'm feeling good, Mike Posner how I'm Switching Lanes
I'm feeling everything that's coming, Money start to rain
Success is in this building, Everything I am has changed
From body my getting bigger got determination
I hold my own in every single scary situation
I keep creating cause this music give me liberation
Hard to find real people in this generation
Hard to find real people down for conversations
Every time I write in notes I'm talking revelations
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