IN CHARGE

Ima stay cool
As cool as possible

Popping some xans
As much as I can
It ease the depression
Don't know why I'm so sad
Oh wait it's this bitch I really been stressing
Broke my heart like some glass
I'm ripping that glass
My bong in the session
No longer depress
Fuck all the stress

Work for my best
Working my best
Can't tell you no less
I showed you the most
My buttons you test
I knew we wouldn't last
Now that's in the past
I always reminisce
Don't give me all that shit
See it clearer now you really like to switch
I ain't feeling that
I'm really bout to give you back to the hood
Cause I don't fuck with them shady cats
It's stray enough
Never acted fake or tough
Don't ever think that I made this up
Spit the truth and that player stuff
That's player stuff
And I'm railing up
Raising hell cause attention don't ever pay enough
I done majored up, like a soldier
Paper checks give me paper cut
You ain't made enough
Made men getting into situations
Soon to be
To be That business baking
I swear to god I ain't have to fake it
I swear to god

I'm the one that's in charge
I'm the one that's going large
Fuck you niggas lacking bars
You ain't never gon be a star
I'm the one that's in charge
I'm the one that packing bars
You other niggas need to pause
You other niggas need to pause

Ima give you way too much to impress
Let me just
Let me just chill
Let me give you all the rest
Energy all from my chest
Gotta tell you sumn can you kindly get undress
Or outta of my crib is the best
I gotta make decisions
Gotta make decisions
Stupid niggas don't never fucking listen
Never fucking listen
Can't you see niggas is dying
All these good women crying
God damn it my nigga I'm tired
Stop all that lying
Where that gon' get you fam
Where that gon' get you
Where that gon' get you fam
Consequences gon' leave you thinking you never have a chance
Never have a chance

I'm the one that's in charge
I'm the one that going large
Fuck you niggas acting hard
Fuck you niggas lacking bars
And Fuck you bitches I'ma star
Ya fucking bitches with the mob
Fuck you rappers claiming god
Fuck you rappers claiming art
Pissing me off
I ain't got time for it nah
I ain't got time for it nah

Working, becoming a boss
Oops I'm already Don
So pardon my scars
Ya guessing I had to respawn
Had to redo it so I could just leave ya awe
Only bitches beg with paws
Fuck is you doing
Do I have to break ur jaw
The way that I'm rapping
Probably breaking all the laws
Intellectual with the hard
Sorry I'm not a trapper
Just a actual rapper that plan on going really far
If you listen 'to this point
Let's play another joint
This isn't easy at all
It took me quite a minute
Just to get this finish
Man I'm really feeling appalled
You thought I couldn't do it
Now you feeling stupid
It's like the Future giving me these call

I'm the one that's going large
Fuck you niggas lacking bars
You ain't never gon be a star
I'm the one that's in charge
I'm the one that packing bars
You other niggas need to pause
You other niggas need to pause

I'ma give you way too much to impress



Credits
Writer(s): Don Da Menace
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