Studios and Flights

I'm like fuck it, let's figure it out
You know everything come with a price, I'm riskin' it all, got me rollin' the dice
I don't cut up with niggas, I'm hungry, they hungry,
I know they just tryna get a slice
She ain't here for the business, she really want pleasure, she with me to see what it's like,
Ooh, you sneaky, tryna throw in some spice,
I know you a munch, but I'm really on ice
Early mornings and depths of the night
On my grind, tryna get this shit right
I been tryna fall back from the lights,
But this superstar shit feelin' nice
To the stu, then hop straight on the flight,
ATL to South Beach in one night, awww
Suck my dick, she talk straight to the mic,
She remember them Skyami nights, awww
All it was was a pen and a pad,
Started droppin', was givin' them jabs,
Lockin' in, started tappin' in fast,
They like aw yeah, that boy in his bag
Roll Sonoco, I'm smokin' on
Roll Sonoco, I'm smokin' on gas,
In and out like my mental gon' crash,
Hoodie Ramb like he back from the yeah,
Hoodie Ramb like he back from the dead
I had crumbs, had to turn it to bread,
Patch my scars on my own when I bled,
I can't go through the emotions,
I can't go through the emotions again,
I'm the Goat, man they heard what I
I'm the Goat, man I said what I said,

Balled up money, no rubber band shorty,
She love Benjamins, she can smell it right on me
Uh-huh, they hear that tag and they know I'm gon' bomb,
I just hustle and eat like too much on the line,
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Balled up money, no rubber band shorty,
She love Benjamins, she can smell it right on me
Uh-huh, they hear that tag and they know I'm gon' bomb,
I just hustle and eat like too much on the line,
She rock double C from her head to her toes,
Yeah, her Zodiac dollars, I'm peepin' her signs,
I let her go, I can't trip bout no thottie,
I'm way too official, I stay on the calm,
I play the back of the back of the back,
But I mix in the mix and I ain't hard to find,
I stay a hunnid, I'm thurl through the madness,
I'll fuck you and duck you and leave you behind,
Run up the truth, I keep a hoodie on me in the booth,
I be feelin' like Q, all I got is the juice
Fortnite the game, kill a couple of rappers, I gotta stay sturdy and run up the loop,
Address me as him when I walk in the room,
We hit her once, we might do it in twos,
She fuck with me, then she fuck with us,
Baby, got' bring ya friends, don't be actin' a fool,
You get me or don't, man it's win or you lose,
When it get hot, I fall back on my cool,
In and we out, I'm so one out the mud,
These niggas can't run or can't step in these shoes