18

(Yo, turn the beat up)
Tried my hand at this
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Mm, uh
Yeah, look

Tried my hand at this rap shit, been tryna get my money up (Get my money up)
Only dropped four songs though, I barely even started up (Barely even started up)
Stay tuned cus I ain't finished yet, there's more to come (Facts)
I been stunnin' onnem niggas, but it's just for fun (Hah)
Every time I'm in the stu, you know I'm goin' dumb (Know I'm goin' dumb)
All my bars, they so cold, that I been goin' numb (Goin, uh)
Whenever I spit sum, it's finna leave you stunned
The way I been shinin' you would think that I'm the mothafuckin' sun or sum (Man, what?)
Don't waste ya time tryna start sum, I already won (Gang)
Keep on grindin' so I could make my guap weigh a ton
Make sure I'm stacked, keep hunnids in my drawers
Hear my songs, only 18, steady flowin' mad young (OTM da gang)

All I see is weird shit, I'm not gon' entertain (Not gon entertain)
Few real ones in my circle, that still remain (Still remain)
Hate for the hell of it, had to separate from the lames
And if you really listen to my shit, you know that I be spittin' flames
Went through it all, demons roamin' free in my brain
I could neva vent, so I make sure I profit off my pain
Got too much up on my table, can't go back to where I came
Errybody could switch or fold, but I'm still gon' be the same (The same, nigga)

Niggas my age be out here dyin, ova somethin' stupid (Bah, bah)
They don't know what they gettin' into, they thinkin' shit cool, they clueless (Damn)
That's why I gotta be different, I ain't followin' no rubric
Sometimes 'Ion think I'm built for this, but fuck it that's why I gotta do it (I gotta prove it, nigga)
Been through some fucked up shit, left my whole mental wounded
'Ian wanna be awake, felt like my whole life was ruined
Now I gotta think different, so my thoughts don't get polluted
See me in person, I'm always dolo, I swear I'm really too exclusive (I'm too exclusive, nigga)

All I see is weird shit, I'm not gon' entertain (Not gon entertain)
Few real ones in my circle, that still remain (Still remain)
Hate for the hell of it, had to separate from the lames
And if you really listen to my shit, you know that I be spittin' flames (OTM da gang)
Went through it all, demons roamin' free in my brain
I could neva vent, so I make sure I profit off my pain
Got too much up on my table, can't go back to where I came
Errybody could switch or fold, but I'm still gon' be the same (OTM da gang, nigga, uh, uh, uh)

(Make sure I'm stacked, keep hunnids in my drawers
Hear my songs, only 18, steady flowin' mad young)



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Writer(s): Kj Ellis
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