Intro
New album, intro, like what we doing
This that ashtray stuff right here
One and only Double J on the intro though
Y'all still tryna be somebody else, I'm on my own
I think I invented ice I'm Joe Malone
He told me to come and slide when I left, ain't nobody home
I think I only say shit right when in a song
I thought that I died, I guess I'm wrong
You tryna fight, I got a gun
I get you right then go head son, go head son, go head son
Where you hiding, why you run?
They still inside, ain't see the sun
Tryna take a bite of mine, then go head son, go head son
Bad bitch in the front, got some money in the trunk
Cops know better then to run
Cause if they do, they ass is done
They point at me cause I'm the one
Not cause I'm the one behind the gun
You say you started 2021
Don't act like I don't got years on ya bud
I fell asleep, still fill my cup, finished it all
Before I wake up, I got Evisu round my butt
And I got smoke, that's if you want
Bitch, is you dumb? Just go head son
Go head son, go head son, go head son, go head son, go head son, go head son
I just, I just, I just, I just took the car
Then I took it down the wrong way
I do what I want, little boy, what you gon' say
250, do the dash in the rain
So much bands I can hold my bank
Say he got gas but I know that it ain't
Go to 3rd street tell em leave you a stain
Blue bill gang, I tote what I claim
I love you more if the cash stay the same
We on Kid Cudi, we work night and the day
Real, if you something, I'll buy you a chain
It really ain't nothing, to get tatted my name
He aim to the left, so I call him a lame
Bring out the tech like I'm Himalayan
Hit the boy dead and he lay where he stay
I don't got debt, still work everyday
Look up ahead thinking God doing great
I can't tell you where I stay
I don't need another gnat
Thousand more fucking plays, I was just laying in the trap
Oh my God
Oh my God
Once its going up bitch its staying up
I won't let my bitch talk bad about her butt
They still wanna see me down I just never give a fuck
Right now its just the ground, but I'm tryna build a block
Don't tell me that you make bread, making pretzels cause you knot
spent a whole lot
Do that shit a lot, my money never stop, yeah
I feel glee, glee
You don't feel safe, bro, take a piece B
I ain't been locked up, but it still free me
Work hard for this water, it's a squeegee
Bitches wanna picture, I am not fucking Disney
Fucking up my system, getting lit up with my Twizzy
Tryna feed the city
When it's going down, I gotta see who really with me
This that ashtray stuff right here
One and only Double J on the intro though
Y'all still tryna be somebody else, I'm on my own
I think I invented ice I'm Joe Malone
He told me to come and slide when I left, ain't nobody home
I think I only say shit right when in a song
I thought that I died, I guess I'm wrong
You tryna fight, I got a gun
I get you right then go head son, go head son, go head son
Where you hiding, why you run?
They still inside, ain't see the sun
Tryna take a bite of mine, then go head son, go head son
Bad bitch in the front, got some money in the trunk
Cops know better then to run
Cause if they do, they ass is done
They point at me cause I'm the one
Not cause I'm the one behind the gun
You say you started 2021
Don't act like I don't got years on ya bud
I fell asleep, still fill my cup, finished it all
Before I wake up, I got Evisu round my butt
And I got smoke, that's if you want
Bitch, is you dumb? Just go head son
Go head son, go head son, go head son, go head son, go head son, go head son
I just, I just, I just, I just took the car
Then I took it down the wrong way
I do what I want, little boy, what you gon' say
250, do the dash in the rain
So much bands I can hold my bank
Say he got gas but I know that it ain't
Go to 3rd street tell em leave you a stain
Blue bill gang, I tote what I claim
I love you more if the cash stay the same
We on Kid Cudi, we work night and the day
Real, if you something, I'll buy you a chain
It really ain't nothing, to get tatted my name
He aim to the left, so I call him a lame
Bring out the tech like I'm Himalayan
Hit the boy dead and he lay where he stay
I don't got debt, still work everyday
Look up ahead thinking God doing great
I can't tell you where I stay
I don't need another gnat
Thousand more fucking plays, I was just laying in the trap
Oh my God
Oh my God
Once its going up bitch its staying up
I won't let my bitch talk bad about her butt
They still wanna see me down I just never give a fuck
Right now its just the ground, but I'm tryna build a block
Don't tell me that you make bread, making pretzels cause you knot
spent a whole lot
Do that shit a lot, my money never stop, yeah
I feel glee, glee
You don't feel safe, bro, take a piece B
I ain't been locked up, but it still free me
Work hard for this water, it's a squeegee
Bitches wanna picture, I am not fucking Disney
Fucking up my system, getting lit up with my Twizzy
Tryna feed the city
When it's going down, I gotta see who really with me
Credits
Writer(s): Jj Gonnam
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