Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
Exes tried to message they always get airtime
History like LeBron's hairline
Now you wanna come back
Oh sorry my bad you just missed the deadline
Looking for the nearest exits like a wasteman this is no airline
People getting vexed cos I ain't replying texts like what
I heard through the grapevine
Flexing
No stressing
No messing
Ur girl
Just pressing
I keep on impressing
Haters be compressing
Cos I teach them enough lessons
Double ended like a crescent
Don't care about the past
Cos I'm living in the present
Protected like a cast
Covered up like a mask
I'm blowing up fast
I'll never come last
I've always been an outcast
Check the forecast
Change of flow so cold
You see the contrast
I feel so high bro I'm levitating
Everyone sat down like I'm educating
Crunching up numbers I'm calculating
I'm gunning at these rappers its so devastating
Every single rapper just came from the struggle
Yes we all know how hard you come and hustle
But half of you people barely move a muscle
This is meant to cause offence I meant to burst your bubble
Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
I want fans to scream like Mariah I wanna hear the angels cry
I wanna sell out show throw up my watch and see time fly
I wanna be Drake in disguise
No ghost writer
Just fire fighters
I'm your worst nightmare call my Michael Myers
No joke till I retire
Spit the fire
Climbing higher
We don't burn out like tyres
Praising church choirs
Controversial Richard Pryor
Now these people really hating
From the shots that I'm taking
Do I care about ratings
I swear I'm underrated
Under appreciated
I'm agitated
How can I drink from the fountain of youth and get intoxicated
So opinionated
But I'm motivated
So I can water down the opposition so they're concentrated
That's orchestrated
Let me change up my flow
Wait stop a second did you really think we were bros
Cos I'm chasing my goals
Think you can come back see oh that's was so cold
We don't take Ls it's your soul you sold
Why do you come here for beef
Saying you come from the streets
Running from police
Talking that crud about what do you know about me
Talk about 419 what do you know about deets
Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
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Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
Exes tried to message they always get airtime
History like LeBron's hairline
Now you wanna come back
Oh sorry my bad you just missed the deadline
Looking for the nearest exits like a wasteman this is no airline
People getting vexed cos I ain't replying texts like what
I heard through the grapevine
Flexing
No stressing
No messing
Ur girl
Just pressing
I keep on impressing
Haters be compressing
Cos I teach them enough lessons
Double ended like a crescent
Don't care about the past
Cos I'm living in the present
Protected like a cast
Covered up like a mask
I'm blowing up fast
I'll never come last
I've always been an outcast
Check the forecast
Change of flow so cold
You see the contrast
I feel so high bro I'm levitating
Everyone sat down like I'm educating
Crunching up numbers I'm calculating
I'm gunning at these rappers its so devastating
Every single rapper just came from the struggle
Yes we all know how hard you come and hustle
But half of you people barely move a muscle
This is meant to cause offence I meant to burst your bubble
Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
I want fans to scream like Mariah I wanna hear the angels cry
I wanna sell out show throw up my watch and see time fly
I wanna be Drake in disguise
No ghost writer
Just fire fighters
I'm your worst nightmare call my Michael Myers
No joke till I retire
Spit the fire
Climbing higher
We don't burn out like tyres
Praising church choirs
Controversial Richard Pryor
Now these people really hating
From the shots that I'm taking
Do I care about ratings
I swear I'm underrated
Under appreciated
I'm agitated
How can I drink from the fountain of youth and get intoxicated
So opinionated
But I'm motivated
So I can water down the opposition so they're concentrated
That's orchestrated
Let me change up my flow
Wait stop a second did you really think we were bros
Cos I'm chasing my goals
Think you can come back see oh that's was so cold
We don't take Ls it's your soul you sold
Why do you come here for beef
Saying you come from the streets
Running from police
Talking that crud about what do you know about me
Talk about 419 what do you know about deets
Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
Exes tried to message they always get airtime
History like LeBron's hairline
Now you wanna come back
Oh sorry my bad you just missed the deadline
Looking for the nearest exits like a wasteman this is no airline
People getting vexed cos I ain't replying texts like what
I heard through the grapevine
Flexing
No stressing
No messing
Ur girl
Just pressing
I keep on impressing
Haters be compressing
Cos I teach them enough lessons
Double ended like a crescent
Don't care about the past
Cos I'm living in the present
Protected like a cast
Covered up like a mask
I'm blowing up fast
I'll never come last
I've always been an outcast
Check the forecast
Change of flow so cold
You see the contrast
I feel so high bro I'm levitating
Everyone sat down like I'm educating
Crunching up numbers I'm calculating
I'm gunning at these rappers its so devastating
Every single rapper just came from the struggle
Yes we all know how hard you come and hustle
But half of you people barely move a muscle
This is meant to cause offence I meant to burst your bubble
Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
I want fans to scream like Mariah I wanna hear the angels cry
I wanna sell out show throw up my watch and see time fly
I wanna be Drake in disguise
No ghost writer
Just fire fighters
I'm your worst nightmare call my Michael Myers
No joke till I retire
Spit the fire
Climbing higher
We don't burn out like tyres
Praising church choirs
Controversial Richard Pryor
Now these people really hating
From the shots that I'm taking
Do I care about ratings
I swear I'm underrated
Under appreciated
I'm agitated
How can I drink from the fountain of youth and get intoxicated
So opinionated
But I'm motivated
So I can water down the opposition so they're concentrated
That's orchestrated
Let me change up my flow
Wait stop a second did you really think we were bros
Cos I'm chasing my goals
Think you can come back see oh that's was so cold
We don't take Ls it's your soul you sold
Why do you come here for beef
Saying you come from the streets
Running from police
Talking that crud about what do you know about me
Talk about 419 what do you know about deets
Yeah I took a couple Ls
Put on bottom shelf
Now watch me bounce back like woah
I had a couple bros
Left me along the road
Now they watch me count stacks like woah
Took a lot to get me here
Haters chatting wass Mo Bamba with the block like woah
44 in the 4th quarter black mamba with the shot my bruddas like woah
Writer: Demilade Soyoye
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid