I’m in the mud right now so don’t hit up my line

Older tell me “you been bummy” sorry Po no cap I’m trying

Sorry Nat that every day gon catch a chigga fried

We gon wait til we get paid, everyday gon wine and dine

They said fake it til you make it

But I’m gon make it without faking, cap

Doubters on my body, they gon trail me

I stay laying back

Conversate with god I know damn well he like “whatchu praying for?”

“Your ass a lil demon only come to me when you on the floor”

Like

Been on this rap shit too long I think I done talked enough

I’m in the zone, no Fort

I feel them rhythms all up in my core

We really went from rocks and sticks to a 9-5 with them weekly chores

Gotta deep it, fuck that shit

I’m getting mine bitch shiest on in the store like

Get it

Keyboard demon

They look straight outta Reddit

BAOW, end it

Band, I spend it

On that dumb shit

Fuck it, send it

I’m with the bredren

Whip been revving

Jakes been telling off

On my dick I swear to god man

I ain’t do nothing wrong huh

I smoke and wig, that’s how it be

Always relapsing bruh

My wifeys legs turn me on man

Shit so sexy

I be capping in them tracks talking like I got them bands

I been lost, then I met Benj

Ever since I’ve had a plan

Always been the same motive trapping rapping til the M

Tall poppy stopping motion, I might have to move to States

I been low for a minute but I ain’t ever pick up no blade

I keep stopping after falling, can’t get off the roller skates

Since a jit I’ve wanted limelight but there be so much at stake

No cap I’ve fallen into ego, there ain’t no one with my traits