Feeling like number one

I think this another 1

{Hook}

Just another day in the life on the mic

They be like bro real

Call it as I seen it

Growing up

When’s it’s hot

People got no chill

When the beat drop

And the money come out

Girls rush in heels

I was on High, no lie

Got fried like the Eddie George grill

Young n Straight killas

I seen off of shady lane nicca

Came along way

I was feeling like Wayne

No pay but let’s make a deal

You can run the clock on the block

Game over No QB Kneel

My niccas In The bus not playin wit yall

They Just In Fields

{Bridgе}

Whoa

Whoa, Whoa

I’m feeling like number one

Whoa

Whoa, whoa

I think this anothеr one

People get bucked in they shoes

No rules

Those dudes don’t play

Every Saturday

If I stay in my lane

Thats college game day

Ay

Just another day in the life on the mic

They be like bro real

Call it as I seen it

Growing up

When’s it’s hot

People got no chill

When the beat drop

And the money come out

Girls rush in heels

I was on High, no lie

Got fried like the Eddie George grill

Young n Straight killas

I seen off of shady lane nicca

Came along way

I was feeling like Wayne

No pay but let’s make a deal

You can run the clock on the block

Game over No QB Kneel

My niccas In The bus not playin wit yall

They Just In Fields

{Verse}

Put me anywhere in the world

Wit my girl

I won’t come back broke

Got it for the low in LA for the niccas who want that smoke

Mirror lake wet

When a nicca jump in

She’ll come back soak

It’s So cold in the D

Wintertime in The O

Make you run ya coat

Like Casper the ghost

My new rapping approach

I don’t walk, Ima float

In the Blow city days

Man, I used to call keys

Nicca had that that dope

Still

Screaming RIP

Man I wish I called Steve when he had that rope

Was a dog in the south

In the O this year

I’ll become that Goat

Yo

{Hook}

They be like bro real

Call it as I seen it

Growing up

When’s it’s hot

People got no chill

When the beat drop

And the money come out

Girls rush in heels

I was on High, no lie

Got fried like the Eddie George grill

Young n Straight killas

I seen off of shady lane nicca

Came along way

I was feeling like Wayne

No pay but let’s make a deal

You can run the clock on the block

Game over No QB Kneel

My niccas In The bus not playin wit yall

They Just In Fields