Blind

Yeah, Yeah Eh, Okay Run it, Run it, Yeah Walk it out, Walk it out Bitch All of these niggas, they blind All of these niggas, they Bitch its Young Slime When my music start to clime Niggas hittin' up my phone And bitches stay up on my line Haters wanna hate but hesitate to open up they mind I got tunnel vision you can’t see because you fucking blind I know finna blow bitch I work every day If you wanna tell me different I might hand you fade I’ve been whipping in the kitchen got my hands on the pay If I Make the right decision then a man could get paid Wish a nigga lemme walk I’ve been rollin' up the wood to get knocked I’ve been riding with the team with the flock We been chillin' in the sky with the hawks Straight to the face I've been smoking it straight to the face Brings my mind to a different place Where there’s no limit to lines I create Critically cut off the cynical race I am just simply giving a taste I am just simply giving a taste To my mind because it is a gate To the darker parts That might dark your heart If I take you there you’ll be ripped apart Got a God-given talent called musical art One day I’ll stand up on top of the charts She ate my heart now I look at a different I split us up using laws of division No time to wait I just made the decision Cuz I’m no simp but I’m simply pimpin' Bitch its Young Slime When my music start to clime Niggas hittin' up my phone And bitches stay up on my line Haters wanna hate but hesitate to open up they mind I got tunnel vision you can’t see because you fucking blind I know finna blow bitch I work every day If you wanna tell me different I might hand you fade I’ve been whipping in the kitchen got my hands on the pay If I Make the right decision then a man could get paid Wish a nigga lemme walk I’ve been rollin' up the wood to get knocked I’ve been riding with the team with the flock We been chillin' in the sky with the hawks Niggas they love to chatter But they opinion it really don’t matter Hop in the kitchen I'm whipping the batter Smokin' that dope and I’m flying to Saturn That shorty booty could not get much fatter You a Mad Hatter With a bad habit You’d get fired from lids cuz you bad at capping All these niggas Jason cuz they backstabbing Meanwhile, I’m Freddy I live in your dreams Niggas can’t harm me I’m Canada's geese I got an army they planning to eat Enter my mind I’ve been making the T’s Duffle the bag put it under the seat If I got a case then I’m making a brief Fuck out my face and just watch for you sneeze In case you forgot let me introduce me Bitch its Young Slime When my music start to clime Niggas hittin' up my phone And bitches stay up on my line Haters wanna hate but hesitate to open up they mind I got tunnel vision you can’t see because you fucking blind I know finna blow bitch I work every day If you wanna tell me different I might hand you fade I’ve been whipping in the kitchen got my hands on the pay If I Make the right decision then a man could get paid Wish a nigga lemme walk I’ve been rollin' up the wood to get knocked I’ve been riding with the team with the flock We been chillin' in the sky with the hawks