Aura

I can't afford to let go
I don't abide by the rules
I'm telling you here and now, no, you could never get close
They trynna replicate me but they don't got the swag or the balls
They don't got the aura, the feeling, the mission to take it by force
They don't have the confidence, they can't handle being the 1%
We in love with chasing our dreams and we coming heavy, militant
I might put on faux leather jeans and mix it with Hellbent, heaven sent

I never felt this free before, I gotta relish it
I'm infatuated with the cheese, the dough, that is my medicine
I made a promise to myself, huh, in the third grade
When you niggas turn back when you see, I'll treat you the worst way
What made you think you could talk to me in the first place?
Catch me with a dark bitch, she put on hard shit, I'm in my happy place
Tore up the apartment, I'll barely function, we went so hard today
I need you to hear me well, I will never ever go away
The best thing is now is I'm carefree and I'm pissing on my enemies
Anybody ever doubted me I'mma let you know who I be
A man of many traits and I'm bringing in plenty plenty currencies
I'm undefeated, unbeatable, I promise you can't finish me

I can't afford to let go
I don't abide by the rules
I'm telling you here and now, no, you could never get close
They trynna replicate me but they don't got the swag or the balls
They don't got the aura, the feeling, the mission to take it by force
They don't have the confidence, they can't handle being the 1%
We in love with chasing our dreams and we coming heavy, militant
I might put on faux leather jeans and mix it with Hellbent, heaven sent

Uhaaan uhaan
Be yourself or quit lil bitch, ya sick, yeah that's what I recommend
I'm stepping out in heavy boots and stomping on shit on like a veteran
Had the revelation I'm hard as hell, I'm a straight killa man
That's all there is to it
It's evident in my music
It's evident in every part of my life so don't ever play dumb or play stupid

I can't afford to let go
I don't abide by the rules
I'm telling you here and now, no, you could never get close
They trynna replicate me but they don't got the swag or the balls
They don't got the aura, the feeling, the mission to take it by force
They don't have the confidence, they can't handle being the 1%
We in love with chasing our dreams and we coming heavy, militant
I might put on faux leather jeans and mix it with hellbent, heaven sent



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Mugoya
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