November 8th
True envy (qciqa)
I been plottin' on a way to up my profile
They see me but act like they don't, just how it go now
And really I don't feel no way 'cause I control now
Just woke up, barely got done yawnin', time to roll now
Yeah, I ran it back with no tackle, they talkin', really don't matter
My baby a baddie she badder, I love when she sit on my saddle (yeah)
I'm outer space, I'm on Saturn, analyzin' and runnin' the data
Askin' for dough, I got nada, don't tell 'em too much, they'll tattle
Yeah, I'm the top dawg in my city, they don't know 'bout
I'm rack racin' my own way, and I can show y'all
Take late nights and early mornings, catch me outside
Just keep it goin' on and on and on and on now, yeah
And I ain't got no vendettas, for my family, I gotta move better
Barely on the scene, more like never, no rat, but I want some cheddar
Ayy, I'm a topic of the gossip, I don't know why
But maybe 'cause I speak my mind, don't need no co-sign
Yeah, I flip the shit with no basers, ain't no NBA but ball like the Pacers
Ayy, simply, I feel so amazin', done been everywhere, I don't know where to take her
Ayy, she stickin' right to my side, I know she gon' ride, I ain't have to pay her
Ayy, runnin' around dickmatized, she gave me a rise, so I had to slay her
Ayy, I know CMO with me, I know BiGGOOF with me
I know Finesse with me, I know YA with me
I know my wife with me, I know my mama with me
I know my sister, brother, cousin, they all rollin' with me, yeah
Nigga be goin' out bad, it's sad, but still keep my name in the propaganda
Don't even get mad, get glad a bag, fillin' it up with a lotta figures
That loss hurt bad, was sad and mad, keep pressin' on my last day
Now I'm feelin' gnarly, surfboard, I'm 'bout to start me a tidal wave
I been plottin' on a way to up my profile
They see me but act like they don't, just how it go now
And really I don't feel no way 'cause I control now
Just woke up, barely got done yawnin', time to roll now
Yeah, I ran it back with no tackle, they talkin', really don't matter
My baby a baddie she badder, I love when she sit on my saddle
I'm outer space, I'm on Saturn, analyzin' and runnin' the data
Askin' for dough, I got nada, don't tell 'em too much, they'll tattle, yeah
Yeah-yeah, true envy, yeah-yeah-ooh, mm
I been plottin' on a way to up my profile
They see me but act like they don't, just how it go now
And really I don't feel no way 'cause I control now
Just woke up, barely got done yawnin', time to roll now
Yeah, I ran it back with no tackle, they talkin', really don't matter
My baby a baddie she badder, I love when she sit on my saddle (yeah)
I'm outer space, I'm on Saturn, analyzin' and runnin' the data
Askin' for dough, I got nada, don't tell 'em too much, they'll tattle
Yeah, I'm the top dawg in my city, they don't know 'bout
I'm rack racin' my own way, and I can show y'all
Take late nights and early mornings, catch me outside
Just keep it goin' on and on and on and on now, yeah
And I ain't got no vendettas, for my family, I gotta move better
Barely on the scene, more like never, no rat, but I want some cheddar
Ayy, I'm a topic of the gossip, I don't know why
But maybe 'cause I speak my mind, don't need no co-sign
Yeah, I flip the shit with no basers, ain't no NBA but ball like the Pacers
Ayy, simply, I feel so amazin', done been everywhere, I don't know where to take her
Ayy, she stickin' right to my side, I know she gon' ride, I ain't have to pay her
Ayy, runnin' around dickmatized, she gave me a rise, so I had to slay her
Ayy, I know CMO with me, I know BiGGOOF with me
I know Finesse with me, I know YA with me
I know my wife with me, I know my mama with me
I know my sister, brother, cousin, they all rollin' with me, yeah
Nigga be goin' out bad, it's sad, but still keep my name in the propaganda
Don't even get mad, get glad a bag, fillin' it up with a lotta figures
That loss hurt bad, was sad and mad, keep pressin' on my last day
Now I'm feelin' gnarly, surfboard, I'm 'bout to start me a tidal wave
I been plottin' on a way to up my profile
They see me but act like they don't, just how it go now
And really I don't feel no way 'cause I control now
Just woke up, barely got done yawnin', time to roll now
Yeah, I ran it back with no tackle, they talkin', really don't matter
My baby a baddie she badder, I love when she sit on my saddle
I'm outer space, I'm on Saturn, analyzin' and runnin' the data
Askin' for dough, I got nada, don't tell 'em too much, they'll tattle, yeah
Yeah-yeah, true envy, yeah-yeah-ooh, mm
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