This is the Tone
I sold myself to the devil today, that it would help me in some kinda way (No way, Hozay, ahh, ahh, ahh, Ayy, it's Navvy, bitch)
I sold myself to the devil today, that it would help me in some kinda way (Ahh, ahh, ahh, Ah, man, it's the Kronic, don't even worry about it)
Ayy (Like, what?), Navvy back
I'm on road makin' the racks
Smokin' on what? It's really the pack (It's really the pack)
Know who I am, throwing up Makk (Ewokk)
She off the Migos' she making it clap
Ayy, wait (Like, what? Like, what?)
I'm going up top, it ain't no debate (It ain't no debate)
All of these rappers you gotta update
Going out sad? I cannot relate (I cannot relate)
I'm making this money, I know that I'm straight (I know that I'm straight)
I want all the food, give me my plate (Give me my plate)
My name going state to state (Going state to state)
Look at my pockets they starting to inflate
Killing these beats you know that I ate
I stay safe when I'm goin on date (I'm going on dates, hey, hey)
She get on her knees, she just want a taste
If I stay consistent, I'll make it in rates
You just want to talk, or just want to hate
Your opinion is based
You niggas is fish, I got all the bait (I got all the bait)
Some of these rappers I gotta replace
All these problems I gotta face (Hey, hey, hey, let's go)
I do my money walk, I do not skate
My talent I cannot waste
Takin' my time I make my pace
My skill level is spaced
Never last place, in this race
Some of you niggas is a disgrace
Bitch so bad, she got all the cake (Got all the cake)
You niggas is rats, but I got the snakes
Goin' up top, I'll be one of the greats
Back on the road I wonder what awaits
Hey, hey, I go hard in the paint (I go hard in the paint)
You niggas is sinners but I'm not no saint
I'm always on time, I'm never late
All this pressure I'm gettin', I'm feelin' this weight (Uh-huh)
I gotta find my flow, I know I create
I love all my fans, I know that I'm great, wait
Ayy, Navvy's back on that bullshit (Navvy's back on that bullshit, nigga)
Ayy, ice on my neck, you know that the new drip (You know that the new drip)
Huh, I'm jumpin' these niggas like I did a skip
When they hear my name, I know they gon' flip
I know that you hatin' just zip your lips, damn
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, this is the tone (What?)
Lil' bitch, I'm Navvy B, just listen to me, the rhythm is on
Take a seat, just watch me float
I pack big blunts, that's all I smoke
And you can't puff from the cloud I blow
I pack big blunts, that's all I- (And you can't puff from the cloud I blow)
I sold myself to the devil today, that it would help me in some kinda way (Ahh, ahh, ahh, Ah, man, it's the Kronic, don't even worry about it)
Ayy (Like, what?), Navvy back
I'm on road makin' the racks
Smokin' on what? It's really the pack (It's really the pack)
Know who I am, throwing up Makk (Ewokk)
She off the Migos' she making it clap
Ayy, wait (Like, what? Like, what?)
I'm going up top, it ain't no debate (It ain't no debate)
All of these rappers you gotta update
Going out sad? I cannot relate (I cannot relate)
I'm making this money, I know that I'm straight (I know that I'm straight)
I want all the food, give me my plate (Give me my plate)
My name going state to state (Going state to state)
Look at my pockets they starting to inflate
Killing these beats you know that I ate
I stay safe when I'm goin on date (I'm going on dates, hey, hey)
She get on her knees, she just want a taste
If I stay consistent, I'll make it in rates
You just want to talk, or just want to hate
Your opinion is based
You niggas is fish, I got all the bait (I got all the bait)
Some of these rappers I gotta replace
All these problems I gotta face (Hey, hey, hey, let's go)
I do my money walk, I do not skate
My talent I cannot waste
Takin' my time I make my pace
My skill level is spaced
Never last place, in this race
Some of you niggas is a disgrace
Bitch so bad, she got all the cake (Got all the cake)
You niggas is rats, but I got the snakes
Goin' up top, I'll be one of the greats
Back on the road I wonder what awaits
Hey, hey, I go hard in the paint (I go hard in the paint)
You niggas is sinners but I'm not no saint
I'm always on time, I'm never late
All this pressure I'm gettin', I'm feelin' this weight (Uh-huh)
I gotta find my flow, I know I create
I love all my fans, I know that I'm great, wait
Ayy, Navvy's back on that bullshit (Navvy's back on that bullshit, nigga)
Ayy, ice on my neck, you know that the new drip (You know that the new drip)
Huh, I'm jumpin' these niggas like I did a skip
When they hear my name, I know they gon' flip
I know that you hatin' just zip your lips, damn
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, this is the tone (What?)
Lil' bitch, I'm Navvy B, just listen to me, the rhythm is on
Take a seat, just watch me float
I pack big blunts, that's all I smoke
And you can't puff from the cloud I blow
I pack big blunts, that's all I- (And you can't puff from the cloud I blow)
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Writer(s): Ameire Moore
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