Lyrics:
on route to a million GBP
It's no contest you vs me
I've been doing this ting since PSP
One thing that's certain
Imma always put the work in
Took L's still
the streets I run
How am this hot and a award I ain't won?
Cause I ain't a industry nigga alright son
But you will pay me for what I've done
Keep ya
For a while I’ve been on the search for a sign
Never been afraid to write another rhyme
Lotta times I talk about my dream within a conversation
miss ya (won't miss ya)
Done playing games with all these niggas I seen to many signs in the trenches
I told OG just give me some time 2022 blew by fast
with my niggas
Blind, so they trying to put me all up in the frame, they can’t see the bigger picture
Done playing victim to these inhibitions, I do not
this
They know me for that
They know me for hustlin that is fact
When saying my name they speak about checks
They say that Im fly but im on jet
Popular
the motherfucking door
[Chorus: x 2]
May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings nigga (more or less)
Fucking big stars and big cars (more
tryna ask for the birkin,
I done told my bro just hurt him twist it turn it,
3 point work it,
Every time that he spins that whip whip excursion whip
Job said, "Woman, you speak like a foolish child"
Oh, He ain't never done me nothin'
Done me nothin' but good, nothin' but good
Oh, He ain't never
done for me
Oh, look what you've done for me
I'm in a different world, now that you've been loving me
I'm in a different world, and that's where I want
Friends, will you bear with me today
For I have awakened
From a dream in which a robin
Made with its shabby wings a kind of veil
Behind which it
raised me in a Christian home,
And prays that I’ll never meet the serpent,
But I’ve seen snakes too many times,
In the years that I’ve lived,
But I ain’t
Of all the money that e'er I had
I spent it in good company
And of all the harm that e'er I've done
Alas it was to none but me
And all I've
what you've done for them
Everyone in music's gonna take until there's nothing left
Your fans are switching up on you
And they don't know how tough it
to have a new attitude
I've taught here five years and I've seen enough
Of the damage that's been done by you all
You cheat, steal, shame, and laugh
live
What's the lo where do you reside
Chopper by my side I swear this shit Will humble lives
Speak to me you bet not stutter
Made it out the fucking
on what I've done
There's more to come
This an intro to the hook
Baited thoughts on strings and drums
Use my gift to speak in tongues
To those who been
by your side
Take my hand
And gently close your eyes so you could understand
That there's no greater love tonight than what I've for you
Well if you
I'm a prodigy no doubt
Got no time to fuck around
Let me see just what this bout
And let my actions speak it out
Don't ask where or when or how
Just
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that
work
They say it all comes together when gods plan first
I know that life done seem fair but it’s just like the weather
So It may be stormy now but it
for me
Prolly forever if I stay in my zone
I speak on this generation but can't change it alone
I heard the lil', lil' homie talking reckless in Vibe
seem to know why
I am drawn to this energy I know is bad for me
You're toxic and textbook abusive, see here lies my problem I'm beaten down by what I've
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