Released on January 24, 2020

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[Intro]

A, a, a

Cbrand


[Verse]

I wanna lay low but these n*ggas won't let me (they don't wanna lay low)

They talk to your x's and laugh I'd all cool (and laugh I'd all)

Ah don't really know why you worry bout' me (ah don't really really know)

Ah don't think of you, but you think about me (ah don't really really think of you)

Today for you, tomorow for me (tomorow for me)

Tomorrow for mee... (me)


[Bridge]

Boy why you worry, worry bout me (why)

You waisting your little little time (time)

I'm doing what ah gat to do

U choose what you wanna do

I just wanna be in the fast lane, don't waist ma time

Boy why you worry, worry bout me (why)

You waisting your little little time (time)

I'm doing what ah gat to do

U choose what you wanna do

I just wanna be in the fast lane


[Verse]

Blowing Mary Jane everyday

Singing amazing grace

Boy don't worry bout me

Ma recipe dope, no Lil Yatchy

I came with a big boat bouncing flows

Boy we crewed up, is team work innit

Evergreen winnin', we ain't no running away cause we came here to stay

Who flows the nicest let the girls slay

Me, Cbrand the realest

Big head ugly ass boy you just a tool

Am running this race, boy you just a fool

Am filling up the riffle you fuck boys dead

You not ma rival why you being dummy

He say ''she say" why you acting corny, bizarre boy you funny

Rats, am from Sierra Leone where big booty bounce no plastic

I'm used to girls, no magic, if am charming.. or sexy

Girls love 6 packs and rocky

No "ASAP" ah mean rocky

Small booty, wide smile rock it

I've been elevating, like am a rocket

White girls swing on the poles, i gat the bottles

Pills on pills,yeah,she fucking savage

She don't fuck fuckboys,she paid hommage

Crack in the G String, she gat her own luggage

Caen city, all I wanna do is the music

Young king from Africa, here is the dream is

Crossing the obstacles to prevail this

But you little fuck n*ggas wanna judge me

Trow the first stone if you perfect

Life is a race, you not perfect

Ah stay on ma grind, ah don't block shit

You crossing your line, you saying shit

Ma ex said it, and you don't mean shit

You acting crip, doing gang sign

I'have been gang banging since a baby

Ma little n*gga JD, wavey

West side till we die baby

Ah piss on your grave, when it come to war

Clapping faces, ma daily cases

Red rags Chucky, red laces

I'm a real n*gga

Boy you a disgrace, to this race

Flippin' you lips like a dick sucker

In a real life, you a big ducker

Evergreen evergreen in your area

Cbrand, on the stereo

Killing fake rappers, gat to burry them

Ah be on the beat

Like I marry them, n*gga

Like I marry them, n*gga (hihi)