P2

Sold out shows on the road, get these hoes in my whip
Dirty flow from the coast, got that gold on my wrist
Hit the dash smoking gas, double laps get me lit
Took a tab speeding fast going past 66
I'm a god don't need no applaud, this ain't no facade
You're a fraud, never living large, I'm a fuck your broad
I'm on top, got the game unlocked, who's going to take my spot?
You're an opp, I don't fuck with opps, better hit the lot

Windows tinted black it's starting to look like a demon
Plug just hit me back we went from cruising now we're speeding
I'm in my Billie Jean I got these Jackson's trying to beat it
Got so much red around my cross they thought that I was bleeding
I cash the check don't read it
They're worried how I live
Just know she's waiting on me soon as I step out the crib
Fuck being on the map, I'm getting off the grid
They said I wouldn't make it big yet I already did
And shout out to my team I give them what they never heard
I just spit a verse then let them fill the paperwork
I give them 30 and the rest they hand me in return
Being friendly is a trait that I just haven't learned
Look we ain't taking turns, these lights are aimed at me
And you can play about your feelings but don't play with me
This what you came to see, so do not hesitate
I'm floating on this beat I made the crowd go levitate

Sold out shows on the road, get these hoes in my whip
Dirty flow from the coast, got that gold on my wrist
Hit the dash smoking gas, double laps get me lit
Took a tab speeding fast going past 66
I'm a god don't need no applaud, this ain't no facade
You're a fraud, never living large, I'm a fuck your broad
I'm on top, got the game unlocked, who's going to take my spot?
You're an opp, I don't fuck with opps, better hit the lot

Now my Insta flooded, man y'all got to pay me for these features
Pockets never full because they're only getting deeper
I start texting less when I get closer to the weekend
People in my DM's blow my phone for petty reasons
I'm here to speak the truth, ain't here for entertainment
I'm trying to reach the top with people that I came with
Don't understand you, you ain't speaking in my language
If you ain't talking money fuck up out my face bitch
I'm in the matrix with the way that I've been going in
You take it personal I take it and just soak it in
My money thicker but my patience has been growing thin
Man all these interviews they're trying to twist my quotes again
This is the second part in case you missed the prior message
Why they be acting different soon as I be in their presence?
I skip the introduction head straight to the smoking sessions
She tried to press me like reporters when they're asking questions

Sold out shows on the road, get these hoes in my whip
Dirty flow from the coast, got that gold on my wrist
Hit the dash smoking gas, double laps get me lit
Took a tab speeding fast going past 66
I'm a god don't need no applaud, this ain't no facade
You're a fraud, never living large, I'm a fuck your broad
I'm on top, got the game unlocked, who's going to take my spot?
You're an opp, I don't fuck with opps, better hit the lot



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Writer(s): Daniel Isai Requeno
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