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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Written by: Izayah Clyburn, Trayvon Gleaton
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