uce! - Intellectual

[Intro]

(ADHD MUSIKA)

(Talkin' all that shit online)

(When I walk on site, you swore it's on sight)

(Now it's all way outta line?)

(Finna hit your prime while barely tryin')

(I'm still so far from mine)

(Let's get a quick pic', you can sell while I'm big)

(It's only a matter of time)

Yea, it's only a matter of months

And I only need to blow up once

And I'm sick of these frauds inflatin' the game

'Cuz they don't even do they own stunts

No text back, no they won't front

No text back, no they just grunt

No words comin' out they mouth

It's all fake smoke, fucked up by the blunts

18, I was nun' but a punk

18, man I wanna be punk

Had to wait for the time I could level up

Double XP, Imma grind for the month

Let 'em sleep on you like they did me

'Til I found way to the top bunk

2026, put J in front

19, I'm the boss

This ain't no regular drip, shit like VOSS

Pick out whatever fit, ion care 'bout the cost

Ask her to paint a picture for me like Ross

(and she'd do it any day)

W- w- why you so cross?

Know you safe when you chill with the mob

I know you think you get what you want

Kinda hate that you ain't wrong

(She get it anyway)

You get whatever you want (let's go)

Ain't nobody else could fit your type

You just a different font

And all these bitches hate that you one of a kind

That's not your fault

And I can't relate to none of these guys

They think they nonchalant

(Ain't nobody else could fit your type, you just a different font)

(And all these bitches hate that you one of a kind, that's not your fault)

(That's my uce)