[Verse 1: Raybeez]

Pull up on the track

I'm just gettin' started

Pledge allegiance to my trap

I made racks in my apartment

Polo slacks, four four black

Paid in full, yah be starvin'

Call me back on my jack

Selling dreams in my office

Got that work that makes fiends go to church

Since I was thirteen my homies was moving dirt

Now I'm shootin' with my words

Bullets with every letter

And the rumors that you heard

Is nothing but [?] cheddar

When I cop my first coupe

Shorty in the loop

Give her four bars watch her head blow through the roof

My two pockets is huge

I stay droppin' a clue

2Pac went to school and had students cop a few

Dime piece I need one

Short grind on my til she see the sun

Either nightmares or dreams son

When you at the top you in the lead young

Ray on the fuckin' track

When I hit the top I ain't goin' back

I ain't goin' back

I ain't goin' back

[Hook]

Makin' all these tracks man

We just gettin' started

Spittin' all this crack man

We just gettin' started

Makin' all these beats man

We just gettin' started

Just some youngins tryna eat nigga

We just gettin' started

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[Verse 2: Lj Beats]

El jefe on the beat

Sweep yah off yah feet

Yeah you know I put in work

I still make money when I sleep

I want some fame maybe fortune

But that shit ain't comin' free

I wanna get either then I gotta do me

Cut some people off

Just so I can get paid

Work all night and work all day

Grindin' in the studio me and my nigga Raybeez

Manhandle these beats yah just a bunch of babies

These niggas be real fake

These niggas instill hate

These nigga tryna hold me back

From becoming something real great

Fuck out of here with that bullshit

I ain't got time to be foolin'

Stay on point, plan your moves

This game is what I'm rulin'

I'm not rappin' I'm just talking on my own instrumental

Only 17 years old with a mind so detrimental

Moves being made, money being carted

Music being crafted man we just gettin' started

[Hook]

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