Ay
Yah
I’m too up
Been in the sky Yah oohoh
Losin' sleep over my dreams you wonder why
I got rackies and a baddie on my mind
If I take one to the face I might be fine
Yah
Can’t blow my high
Fly away and hide away they know I’m in my vibe
Shit
I think it’s time
Ay
Oohh
I been countin commas on my own I get this sack up
Haters tryna play like we all cool just cut the act Bruh
Go get bag okay
I don’t care what you sayin today
Ballin' while you fade away
I won’t make the same mistakes
Yaahh
Grind until the early morning I was made for this
I recall on all the days that I would pray for this
I would save up all my blessings tryna cash em in
Never had to trip
Man I guess they mad we lit
Ooohhh
Feelin good today
Just got some dough
Shit I couldn’t wait
I’m tryna know
What’s the move today
Been on the low
Break the news today
I got that gold in my soul like I’m touched by Midas
Bad bitches on my phone that used to decline us
Fye off the dome shit I didn’t even write this
Hatin' fuck boys man you just way behind us
I got
New shoes with these blues I’m just kickin Yah
All these comments bout me why they always trippin huh?
Put some henny in cup dawg we gettin drunk
Leave the cage n hit the stage
Tear the city up
Yeah
Too zoned Bruh
I got two rolled up
Deuce poured up
Told em hol up
Too zoned bruh
Hand on my nuts hah
Bands goin dumb
New and old funds
(forreal)
Gas smokin different kind a strain
I can’t hear a word you sayin shut ya face
What’s the play
What’s the date
Boy you must be late
I can’t fuck with lame
Still in my lane I’m cruising on I-35
Losin' sleep over my dreams you wonder why
Ay shit
Can’t blow my high
Yah ay
I think it’s time