Prompt / Lyrics
Fuck it I’ll give it a go I had to give me some time just to grow Cut off these negus they doing the most Cut off these bitches these bitches be hoes You know how it go most your friends turn to foes You give they ass love they can’t handle the dose Stop being too loyal got’ just let em go Ima reach for the top at the tip of my toe I got used to me being a demon They didn’t know why shit neither did I I got used to them giving me reasons Smoking too much I ainn mean to be feenin’ See how they switch up it’s just like the seasons just wanted money I pictured me cheesin Already had bitches now these bitches greedy I don’t really need em n That’s why I leave em Yea yea She want a provider I want me a ridah that’s not how she rockin so we don’t align Seem like anything more than sex with these lil women is really just wasting my time How could you blame for all of the Shii that I been through like it shouldn’t weigh on my mind Stop confusing your love for problems You’re Toxic Not my position to solve your nonsense Sick of these hoes like I’m nauseous Move like they conscience a option They just do what they see but I’m playin it cautious Grateful I’m gifted n Conscious They think they above you it’s just cuz they low They say they’ll be loyal but really they won’t They think that they know you just show em they don’t You remind them of someone They think you a clone You gotta let bees be These bitches be birds believe me Gotta work harder for shit to be easy They just be following mimicking TV I used to double my cup no Reese’s Shit wasn’t needed it’s just cuz I seen it God put me back on my track think he freed me Now i got double the clothes double the hoes I’m doin like double or more I was just struggling poor, humbled fasho I’m grindin til my muscles sore I had my confidence before the compliments but it still added up to me ego Srt Hemi the 392 ima buckle up before I get on the road They say dat Snitches get stitches it’s ditches for Alla the negus I know who had told No I ain’t Rentin no engine I’m bringin it for all the negus who in need of smoke I just went up on dimensions for Alla my rims yea the 20’s all finished in chrome Knew from beginning I’ll get it but no I ain’t finished it’s messy when I hit a goal Plottin on gettin to the top Negus looked here like he’ll prolly flop nah No I ain’t stuntin no prop Fn, chops Ion really like Glocks why Keep that shit for the cops Slidin on blocks I ainn missin no shots bye Smoke dat pack n I’m way too high He ain’t me but I made him fly Too many fans I’m in their glands Negus ain’t poppin as much as much as my hands No you ain’t plottin as much as my plans We’ll see how you far gonna get them scams Guapo still servin he weighin up grams Swervin no Perkies we shoot out sedans Stuntin in person I pop on ya man’s (Damn) (Damn) (Haaaa)
Tags
Male New York accent, rap, uk drill beat,, hard
Duration
4:00
Instrumental
No
Created
5/16/2025