[Hook - MC Galvy]

I am I am I am I am

I am on the flow

You can’t you can’t you can’t you can’t

Interrupt this flow

Here we go

Knock the door

Say they want more

Til we on tour

Til we til we on tour (x2)

[Verse 1 - MC Galvy]

I was feeling it

Til you had to bring your mother

She killed the mood

So I had to cut her

Out of my party

We hoppin’ out this Audi

You went home with her?

Yah probly Bobby (hah)

You found a douche bag

You would probly date em

Everyone else in the whole school hates em' (i hate em)

And the stupid little skinny kids

Probly wanna fake em

But they don’t have the gains

So they can never take em

I don’t wanna state em

But you probly wanna play em

All the the girls in class

Go on Instagram and rate em

All the guys in the class

Try to imitate em

But you never gonna break em

You don’t got the trates uh

Pull the Audi in the drive way

1st gear to 60, we can do it my way

Take a sharp turn, now it’s side ways

Eyes on the road well, You could call it eye play

[Hook 1 - MC Galvy]

I am I am I am I am

I am on the flow

You can’t you can’t you can’t you can’t

Interrupt this flow

Here we go

Knock the door

Say they want more

Til we on tour

Til we til we on tour (x2)

[Verse 2 - MC Galvy]

I’m flippin it Livin it

Comin and killin it

You know you feelin it

Real estate billen it

Icing be fillin’ it

You know I real in it

Science put bill in it

We be chill in it

(yeah)

(we be chill in it)

It’s the XV 5!

[Verse 3 - Cookalicious]

One thing I gotta get straight

This is my flow and you can't imitate

Freshmen rappers wanna be me so bad

Cuz they see I got the money and the pad

Pull up in my white tee, girls wanna wife me

Gotta cut these girls off, pass the knife please?

Can't take it anymore, rap makin me sore

And I don't think anyone cares anymore

"When's XV dropping?!"

When I say it does

"How do you afford all this shopping?"

You hang with players cuz!

Everyone my age is fake and i can't deal with it!

I dont care if this sucks imma still spit it!

If i keep living like this how far can i go?

I might get so rich and pull a Marlyn Monroe

Top floor penthouse so I can see far below

All this syrup in my cup is why i'm talkin so slow

All these figures in my bank is why my chain hang so low

All My songs are so fire but my ice is like snow!

Treat every meal, like it death row

Vegas, sell out a show

They all hate on me untill I pull up in a designer ride

Not on a record label because it's either sign or die

Dont date these girls its always "Who's the finer guy?"

Pop anyone who talk down so even the minors die!

Got the game in a headlock

But i ain't wrestlin'

Designer suits is all that im dressed in

Its not to show off its just what I look best in

And I can afford it all cuz of my investin'!

[Interlude - Cookalicious]

They hated me for making joke songs and told me to make it serious

Lack of originality, is that why y'all delirious?

Y'all hopped on when i blew up so have more experience-

Why these rappers blow up I dont know but im curious-

One problem in life is this album failing

I keep my fans close but my haters prevailing

Moved to cali but it's H-Town I been hailing

Pathed a path for all the tracks that i'm railing

Prepare to makeway for the tacks that im nailing

We make the trends, y'all just be trailing

Promise to anyone who lacks im impailing

Do my own raps in this game im derailing