Don't Tell Me To Chill (feat. Ynlftray)

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(Woah)
It's always the same thing
I've been in my own lane
Tryna leave a stain
But
How much more will I be able to take
It's seems like the love I'm receiving is fake
I bet it all, it's everything at stake
Don't tell me to chill, it's a lot on my plate
Don't tell me to chill, it's a lot going on
I'm leaving, my future is not in this home
I wish I could say that I'm not on my own
If I did, I'd be lying 'less I gotta clone
I've been through the pain so, why do it feel new to me?
Don't speak on me unless it is a eulogy
I'm killing beats like I should and do usually
Hoe I'm not stupid, I know you was using me
Hoe I'm not stupid so don't even play
I know the plot so there's nothing to say
I know the plot so you best stay away
I gotta keep moving can't let you delay
I gotta keep moving, you won't get the best of me
I gave you my heart, but you won't get the rest of me
Nowadays, money, I'm counting, no sesame
Nowadays I'm cooking up with no recipe
I'm cooking up but not taking 'bout food
Don't lie to my face hoe, I'm not in the mood
I know your desires but I ain't that dude
Now you gotta go I don't mean to be rude
Soon imma be on my own private cruise
I'll pop out a rockstar and leave 'em confused
They know I be clean from the cut to the shoes
Turned raters to haters now they singing blues
I was gon' add a hook but, then I said forget it
They trying VR like the don't know I'm with it
Don't play about mine, got her name on my fitted
I'm after the money, I know imma get it
Run back to that money, you know imma get it
Yeah, we the big dogs, we ain't playing no scrimmage
Yeah, Tray he the illest
Dumb hoe stuck in her feelings
Got 'em all mad, so we staying on top
The bitch wanna f*ck and I tell her kick rocks
Yeah, real rockstar, play my shit on the aux
Used to be broke with the hole in my sock
Now I'm that nigga my pockets got knots
I feel like I'm next up
Pick up your mans, no he cannot catch up
Boy you a lil pup, lil boy man up
Beat her back out the frame, tell that lil' hoe stand up
Call up Zay like, we run the game
Been stuck in a hole, I'm going insane
Been picking and choosing my side or my main
I just wanna get rich, get chains from Dang
And stunt with Blang
No they can't feel my pain
I spot you lil' niggas, y'all should be ashamed
I'm smacking these rappers, they should be ashamed
Please do not step to me, this is not yo' domain or range
Numbers went up on my stats, mathematics
I'm going up like a ladder to attic
I roll with them demons they tote automatics
Electricians, they eliminate static
Hoe pay attention, the flow I been had it
Nowdays, money, I add it
I'm coppin' a Patek
I might just get tatted
I'm causing a havoc
I want it I have it
Okay
Snappin' with Tray
Got so much ice, hoe, I might need a tray
I'm Young and I'm ballin' out, but I'm not Trae
Got multiple flows, I get paid by the tre
I can't get a check without getting two mo'
Get her in check, I do not want yo' hoe
They say I be snappin', I already know
To fail's not an option, I must stay on go

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