Style (feat. Iluvfelipe)

Yeah we heated, straight from the get go, keep to myself, all ya needa let go, I be straight vibing yet I keep it pushing, ya hating so much its no wonder ya losing, ya wasting good energy, time, and chances, I keep my head down and just be advancing
Go ahead Sy, go ahead, let em know

I keep it myself if shit goes on flying, I stay on the violence stay on with the timing
I pop out the ball when they ask for the net, shoot up a 3 gon ranked up like I'm diamond
Style on shit I'm gon show where the money at
Deal a queen gamble two where the king is at
Look at the side where the hustle been growing then up to the stars lookin back at the subtle stack
She surprised with the gang gang
then tryna get money wi my self for, cause the fact they ain't bang bang
Yeah you feeling up, what I'm dealing up yo
I been money making meaning multiplying when I'm on the flow talking shit but gotta keep it rhyming, gotta stay ten toes pull up for the gang, ya already know when they see me they mad like,
Say to myself she gon stay by my side, got me thinking when I make it big, the ones I get back to for staying right by my side
I been making it big, hiding the bag shit already 6 figs
Yeah keep on with the beat, the one who been through wars since he was a kid

Now its back to the madness, ya could not imagine,
Im fighting off demons, like a whole battalion,
Im going insane, i meant i'm okay,
My mental at stake, but that's just the way,
People made fake, yet calling me Ray,
No we not cool, stay yo bitch ass away,
Im done with ya phonies, I'm walking away,
But for good old sake,
Woopah, must be looking for me, gon be in my prime, gon be an OG
Ya finna beg me for a 2 second leak
Yeah I think I made it yeah, I must be faded, yeah we can debate it, once ya call me the greatest
Ya not ready right now, not ready for bro
Go ahead Sybandz, go ahead, let em know

Let em know for the money I feen, doubled the income of yo dad as a teen
My reality they dream
Big body quick muscle all lean
Hide in the bush cant be caught in the scene
Hide with the bags filled talking all green
Stack on a stalk didn't need no bean, had money my mind born with these genes, yeah I'm on the top better get on yo knees
I even get me some Washingtons
Dollar a hero to visit DC, chop on a roll not takin it freeze, bat on the bill I'm out with the speed
Yeah, just know when I'm out ya, already know me gotta, stay with the go, gotta free KB

Pockets off the rhino way my guapa beefed up in em
You ain't from the mud you gon get ya jeep stuck nigga
Shooting for the biggest like I need a lean gut quicker
Who the fuck is Bruno? I look better and my nuts bigger
Wiser by the minute ian cool with keeping up with em
Business over pleasure never let em creep up nigga
Took a L I will admit thats why i cant trust niggas
Closin out my 3 ball
That's a green fuck nigga
I cant ever get beat by a limit
Fuck that its only the beginning
I been scratching my neck like a feen, cause me and my niggas addicted to winning
Like, addicted to the chicken
Gotta Gus em if he don't do business
On my body I'm jacking her kisses, she so bad I couldn't last a minute
Damn, they tryna sleep on my buzz, turn up the volume I'm waking em up
Like hundred thousand its still not enough, I'm tryna fill up a infinite cup
Stay in my bubble i count up the gup, and i came wit the heat like a flammable nut
Know that you see me turning up my aura, don't make me use it on a level one



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Writer(s): Ray Amri
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