Bitch it's 2020, eh
Bought my own house by the age of 20
Still rent and I still flip and I still work for that mini money
Big moves on the small funds and that's real shit, why you think it's funny?
Moving up all on my own, I got tired of walking so I started running, yea yea
Man of my town, the man of my city and soon to be man of the planet
Asking me "Nolan, why rap about this?" and I tell em they don't understand it
I put my shit right to work and it's working on right just the way that I planned it
People they tryna start beef for no reason, acting like spam, I tell em to can it
Taking off just like a canon, I am demanded
Shorty she whip out the canon, taking the pics I'm keeping it candid
Look at that fine piece of art my body, you know that I'm boutta go cram it
Dodge on the whip and the road and I ram it
RPM broke out the needle, I slam it, uh
Yea, like I'm boutta pop out, she took her top out
Red and blue lights on, I never cop out, I cannot stop, no uh
I cannot move the same way as them fake friends, no we cannot go shake hands
Like, I wanna go make M's, middle finger to a case, I ain't making no statements
Lil bitch, I don't move like you, imma stay in my lane
Stay the f*ck out of my brain, I've been just going insane, you cannot say we the same
I made a fire from rain, I had to wire the frame, had to retire the games
I started hating myself, then I started taking the blame
Now I want the bands
Now look at me dance
Check how I throw out the hands
I got a cheque and I ran
Better go check on Iran, blrrr, damn
People they wanna mess with me cause I got the recipe
All this shit I wanted soon enough won't be ahead of me
Like, hold up, wait
Whole lot of shit on my plate, good thing it's only a steak
Telling me lies, telling me fake shit, that ain't your only mistake
I do not wanna f*ck you, you put my life at stake
Everything that you said to me, remember to this day
Bitch it's 2020, eh
Bought my own house by the age of 20
Still rent and I still flip and I still work for that mini money
Big moves on the small funds and that's real shit, why you think it's funny?
Moving up all on my own, I got tired of walking so I started running, yea yea
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Bitch it's 2020, eh
Bought my own house by the age of 20
Still rent and I still flip and I still work for that mini money
Big moves on the small funds and that's real shit, why you think it's funny?
Moving up all on my own, I got tired of walking so I started running, yea yea
Man of my town, the man of my city and soon to be man of the planet
Asking me "Nolan, why rap about this?" and I tell em they don't understand it
I put my shit right to work and it's working on right just the way that I planned it
People they tryna start beef for no reason, acting like spam, I tell em to can it
Taking off just like a canon, I am demanded
Shorty she whip out the canon, taking the pics I'm keeping it candid
Look at that fine piece of art my body, you know that I'm boutta go cram it
Dodge on the whip and the road and I ram it
RPM broke out the needle, I slam it, uh
Yea, like I'm boutta pop out, she took her top out
Red and blue lights on, I never cop out, I cannot stop, no uh
I cannot move the same way as them fake friends, no we cannot go shake hands
Like, I wanna go make M's, middle finger to a case, I ain't making no statements
Lil bitch, I don't move like you, imma stay in my lane
Stay the f*ck out of my brain, I've been just going insane, you cannot say we the same
I made a fire from rain, I had to wire the frame, had to retire the games
I started hating myself, then I started taking the blame
Now I want the bands
Now look at me dance
Check how I throw out the hands
I got a cheque and I ran
Better go check on Iran, blrrr, damn
People they wanna mess with me cause I got the recipe
All this shit I wanted soon enough won't be ahead of me
Like, hold up, wait
Whole lot of shit on my plate, good thing it's only a steak
Telling me lies, telling me fake shit, that ain't your only mistake
I do not wanna f*ck you, you put my life at stake
Everything that you said to me, remember to this day
Bitch it's 2020, eh
Bought my own house by the age of 20
Still rent and I still flip and I still work for that mini money
Big moves on the small funds and that's real shit, why you think it's funny?
Moving up all on my own, I got tired of walking so I started running, yea yea
Bought my own house by the age of 20
Still rent and I still flip and I still work for that mini money
Big moves on the small funds and that's real shit, why you think it's funny?
Moving up all on my own, I got tired of walking so I started running, yea yea
Man of my town, the man of my city and soon to be man of the planet
Asking me "Nolan, why rap about this?" and I tell em they don't understand it
I put my shit right to work and it's working on right just the way that I planned it
People they tryna start beef for no reason, acting like spam, I tell em to can it
Taking off just like a canon, I am demanded
Shorty she whip out the canon, taking the pics I'm keeping it candid
Look at that fine piece of art my body, you know that I'm boutta go cram it
Dodge on the whip and the road and I ram it
RPM broke out the needle, I slam it, uh
Yea, like I'm boutta pop out, she took her top out
Red and blue lights on, I never cop out, I cannot stop, no uh
I cannot move the same way as them fake friends, no we cannot go shake hands
Like, I wanna go make M's, middle finger to a case, I ain't making no statements
Lil bitch, I don't move like you, imma stay in my lane
Stay the f*ck out of my brain, I've been just going insane, you cannot say we the same
I made a fire from rain, I had to wire the frame, had to retire the games
I started hating myself, then I started taking the blame
Now I want the bands
Now look at me dance
Check how I throw out the hands
I got a cheque and I ran
Better go check on Iran, blrrr, damn
People they wanna mess with me cause I got the recipe
All this shit I wanted soon enough won't be ahead of me
Like, hold up, wait
Whole lot of shit on my plate, good thing it's only a steak
Telling me lies, telling me fake shit, that ain't your only mistake
I do not wanna f*ck you, you put my life at stake
Everything that you said to me, remember to this day
Bitch it's 2020, eh
Bought my own house by the age of 20
Still rent and I still flip and I still work for that mini money
Big moves on the small funds and that's real shit, why you think it's funny?
Moving up all on my own, I got tired of walking so I started running, yea yea
Writer: Nolan Nicholson
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