Pull up a picture of me if you lookin' for something to look up to
When I step in the room, it's like ("shhh, quiet")
When I hop on the mic I need ("shhh, silence")
I might cause a riot like inciting violence
That's exciting, right?
My ex in the A on bullshit. When I make it big/ I'm at [redacted]
I'm the main event like "hello, bitch"
Real nigga back in the house again
Too many hoes in this house of sin, and she lookin' bad, so I must commit
Bend it over, watch me beat it up like Errol Spence
Blue check brought blue strip
New whip got new tints
So she givin brain while I switch lanes like
"ooh shit"
Had to pump the brakes, now she gassed up
Hatin niggas try to act tough
But my crew wit me like it's 2020, when they steppin out, know they masked up
I'm busy keeping my hands clean
Tryna make it where you can't be
Goin places that you won't go
While I'm seeing sights that you can't see
On some 20/20
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off like '17
I was 19 feeling so stressed, prayin pressure wouldn't burst pipe dreams
Know I might be
The greatest that you never heard
Earning praise like a service
Catchin' flames like a furnace
Shit's lit, can't burn us nigga
And in '14 I was 19, think I might be
The greatest niggas never might seen
Thinking Mike things, I was 23
Seeing 2020 in a shiesty, masked up
Looking like a hypebeast, with a pipe dream
Over type beats, feeling type geeked
From the furthest
And in 2020 i had 2020 vision
21 i was a savage i was sinning
22 on 22s i keep a tinted
Window, making a bitch a widow if he trippin
Twinning wit my patna, u was twiddling ya fingers
Nervous
I was with gangstas, merchants, swervin, servin
Pullin the skirts and
We was just secretly hurting
Pulling the hearses, think who we put in a earth and
Sayin f*ck it, my girl got money in her purse and
House purchased, guess it makes it all worth it
Did some soul searching, looked in the mirror started speaking third person
Used to think God never heard us,
Now the blessing I'm around surplus
In a mood to hop outta the benz truck
Dont be rude shawty go give my friend some
Bitch im workin, cannot be kicked up
Oh she twerking, im in here bricked up
You get sent away, if you get tripped up
Niggas round u, beggin u get up
I was down now i got my shit up
Settle down, i aint giving shit up
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Pull up a picture of me if you lookin' for something to look up to
When I step in the room, it's like ("shhh, quiet")
When I hop on the mic I need ("shhh, silence")
I might cause a riot like inciting violence
That's exciting, right?
My ex in the A on bullshit. When I make it big/ I'm at [redacted]
I'm the main event like "hello, bitch"
Real nigga back in the house again
Too many hoes in this house of sin, and she lookin' bad, so I must commit
Bend it over, watch me beat it up like Errol Spence
Blue check brought blue strip
New whip got new tints
So she givin brain while I switch lanes like
"ooh shit"
Had to pump the brakes, now she gassed up
Hatin niggas try to act tough
But my crew wit me like it's 2020, when they steppin out, know they masked up
I'm busy keeping my hands clean
Tryna make it where you can't be
Goin places that you won't go
While I'm seeing sights that you can't see
On some 20/20
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off like '17
I was 19 feeling so stressed, prayin pressure wouldn't burst pipe dreams
Know I might be
The greatest that you never heard
Earning praise like a service
Catchin' flames like a furnace
Shit's lit, can't burn us nigga
And in '14 I was 19, think I might be
The greatest niggas never might seen
Thinking Mike things, I was 23
Seeing 2020 in a shiesty, masked up
Looking like a hypebeast, with a pipe dream
Over type beats, feeling type geeked
From the furthest
And in 2020 i had 2020 vision
21 i was a savage i was sinning
22 on 22s i keep a tinted
Window, making a bitch a widow if he trippin
Twinning wit my patna, u was twiddling ya fingers
Nervous
I was with gangstas, merchants, swervin, servin
Pullin the skirts and
We was just secretly hurting
Pulling the hearses, think who we put in a earth and
Sayin f*ck it, my girl got money in her purse and
House purchased, guess it makes it all worth it
Did some soul searching, looked in the mirror started speaking third person
Used to think God never heard us,
Now the blessing I'm around surplus
In a mood to hop outta the benz truck
Dont be rude shawty go give my friend some
Bitch im workin, cannot be kicked up
Oh she twerking, im in here bricked up
You get sent away, if you get tripped up
Niggas round u, beggin u get up
I was down now i got my shit up
Settle down, i aint giving shit up
When I step in the room, it's like ("shhh, quiet")
When I hop on the mic I need ("shhh, silence")
I might cause a riot like inciting violence
That's exciting, right?
My ex in the A on bullshit. When I make it big/ I'm at [redacted]
I'm the main event like "hello, bitch"
Real nigga back in the house again
Too many hoes in this house of sin, and she lookin' bad, so I must commit
Bend it over, watch me beat it up like Errol Spence
Blue check brought blue strip
New whip got new tints
So she givin brain while I switch lanes like
"ooh shit"
Had to pump the brakes, now she gassed up
Hatin niggas try to act tough
But my crew wit me like it's 2020, when they steppin out, know they masked up
I'm busy keeping my hands clean
Tryna make it where you can't be
Goin places that you won't go
While I'm seeing sights that you can't see
On some 20/20
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off like '17
I was 19 feeling so stressed, prayin pressure wouldn't burst pipe dreams
Know I might be
The greatest that you never heard
Earning praise like a service
Catchin' flames like a furnace
Shit's lit, can't burn us nigga
And in '14 I was 19, think I might be
The greatest niggas never might seen
Thinking Mike things, I was 23
Seeing 2020 in a shiesty, masked up
Looking like a hypebeast, with a pipe dream
Over type beats, feeling type geeked
From the furthest
And in 2020 i had 2020 vision
21 i was a savage i was sinning
22 on 22s i keep a tinted
Window, making a bitch a widow if he trippin
Twinning wit my patna, u was twiddling ya fingers
Nervous
I was with gangstas, merchants, swervin, servin
Pullin the skirts and
We was just secretly hurting
Pulling the hearses, think who we put in a earth and
Sayin f*ck it, my girl got money in her purse and
House purchased, guess it makes it all worth it
Did some soul searching, looked in the mirror started speaking third person
Used to think God never heard us,
Now the blessing I'm around surplus
In a mood to hop outta the benz truck
Dont be rude shawty go give my friend some
Bitch im workin, cannot be kicked up
Oh she twerking, im in here bricked up
You get sent away, if you get tripped up
Niggas round u, beggin u get up
I was down now i got my shit up
Settle down, i aint giving shit up
Writer: Maliq Grier, Leo Scott
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid