Pop a mag
I can't sleep
All my thoughts
Tryna creep (creep creep creep)
Levels to my mind
Way too deep
Mama say count ya sheep
Take a seat
Take a seat
Take a seat with me
God said son why you stop seeking me
Tryna get my praise up like I'm Whitney
Shoot my shot
Count this money like I'm 50
I can't lose
Been grinding MyCareer all day
We runnin twos
Might stream my grind in rec
Go head stack up these views
I'm doing shows
I'm with the bros
We steppin out
You already know
I'm in the lows
Proverbs 31
Yea I need one of those
Stay in prayer
Protecting souls
Took my name off the ballot
Giving God autopilot
Lifestyle changed
Gotta different palate
I'm stackin up that mileage
Young handsome and saved