(yeah)

Man f**k

Its crazy i know imma be something

Its crazy how im at the back, while these niggas frontin’(in front)

I been talkin' to God, like when my time gon’ come?

And im in a rush

Im 16

My time gon’ come

Listen, sh*t

See i ain’t ever been at peace tho

Punchlines hit em twice, f**k it man its a sequel

Premeditated murder on the beat, prequel

These niggas whiny in person (in-person)

So i call em fetal

Ahh sh*t, i f**ked up

I meant fetus

These niggas are pee-ons

But i’d rather hold in my piss

Ironic how y’all pee-ons

But still soundin like sh*t

Im soundin' like cold h20 got mixed with mints

(what)

And i haven’t even started

Want money as tall as AD

I wanna ball like james harden

Might step back from all the pressure

Avoiding all the foul measures

Map out my f**kin' future

So i can get to the treasure

Still kickin’ it

Music rockin' my soul

Just like chicken licken is

My music gon’ have you on some f**kin finger lickin' shit

KFC gon have to put a deal on the table

Like on some dinner sh*t

Look, okay im goin off topic

But i don’t give f**k man

You still here

You still bopping

No communication

I don’t like to do talking

Won’t speak ‘less spoken to (unless)

Nigga its an option

Like coke, need to keep niggas these line (cocaine)

She’s the type to make a mistake

And blame it on her star sign

Said im good

But i ain’t doin' fine

Too many niggas in front

When im ahead of my time

Listen

They basing talent off plays

And it is not alright

They f**k wit him ‘cus of his page

Its not that nice

Back stabbers hanging with opps

And its outta spite

F**k the standard nigga

Imma just live my life