I be like is this new school or old school?
Sometimes i eat cold food
But I still got goals too
So should everybody in your whole crew
Don't listen to the bs they sell you
Don't trust everything they tell you
That's the truth
And I think my favorite meal is soul food
Gotta have some chicken
And on the court you be brickin'
Shoulda never bet that 5 like I told you
I told you nigga I could hold you
This nigga went and tried to body me
But the shot crazy Reggie Miller Nick Miller
I listen to the Killers
I'm spread out like her legs
I know they gon' try to limit me but
I'm sour boy like them lemons be
I rot your teeth if you speak my name
New in the game but I feel like I'm a natural
And every bar I spit it be factual
I'm feeling like KG
I'm 21 born in the 90s
These niggas they behind me
The star of it
The heart of it
And you started it
You drug my name through the dirt
Then you went and fart in it
You dirty son of a bitch
I can't believe you wanna test me
I deal with enough people during the day trying to best me
It doesn't happen
And now I start snapping
Cause niggas done lost they mind
I write my shit down on some napkins
So you know when these ideas flow
And you get that good clean water
This shit it comes from my soul
My shit it be inspired by Carter, S. and some brother's crazy fiascos
From Chicago
All these cities man they crazy now
I be lookin at my boss like
Motherfucker you better pay me now
They gon' have to fuckin' lay me down
Before they ever touch us man
I don't need myself to have a plan
I believe in one that's not mine
You could say it's divine, you could say its not
I know the truth, I got that peace
That's why I'm cool under pressure
But where do I let all that pressure out
I really need a refresher now
Tell me why you wanna wear the crown
Is that really how you wanna get down?
The team and the work it's a piece
The fire it's hotter than grease
Got niggas I know live in Greece
Got bitches complementing my teeth
And I don't even think they really that nice
But when they hear man that think he that nice
They know it's tight
Chef it up I'm the change
Bet you wanna know my name
That's okay later you see it in frames, yeah
Yeah I see it through frames, you
You been playin' them games
I ain't got time for it
They hand me the paper, I sign for it
Just get me the money, I grind for it
And I'm passing stop signs for it
Sometimes i eat cold food
But I still got goals too
So should everybody in your whole crew
Don't listen to the bs they sell you
Don't trust everything they tell you
That's the truth
And I think my favorite meal is soul food
And on the court you be brickin'
Shoulda never bet that 5 like I told you
I told you nigga I could hold you
This nigga went and tried to body me
But the shot crazy Reggie Miller Nick Miller
I listen to the Killers
I'm spread out like her legs
I'm sour boy like them lemons be
I rot your teeth if you speak my name
New in the game but I feel like I'm a natural
And every bar I spit it be factual
I'm feeling like KG
I'm 21 born in the 90s
These niggas they behind me
The heart of it
And you started it
You drug my name through the dirt
Then you went and fart in it
You dirty son of a bitch
I can't believe you wanna test me
I deal with enough people during the day trying to best me
It doesn't happen
Cause niggas done lost they mind
I write my shit down on some napkins
So you know when these ideas flow
And you get that good clean water
This shit it comes from my soul
My shit it be inspired by Carter, S. and some brother's crazy fiascos
From Chicago
All these cities man they crazy now
I be lookin at my boss like
Motherfucker you better pay me now
They gon' have to fuckin' lay me down
Before they ever touch us man
I don't need myself to have a plan
I believe in one that's not mine
You could say it's divine, you could say its not
I know the truth, I got that peace
That's why I'm cool under pressure
But where do I let all that pressure out
I really need a refresher now
Tell me why you wanna wear the crown
Is that really how you wanna get down?
The fire it's hotter than grease
Got niggas I know live in Greece
Got bitches complementing my teeth
And I don't even think they really that nice
But when they hear man that think he that nice
They know it's tight
Chef it up I'm the change
Bet you wanna know my name
That's okay later you see it in frames, yeah
Yeah I see it through frames, you
You been playin' them games
I ain't got time for it
They hand me the paper, I sign for it
Just get me the money, I grind for it
And I'm passing stop signs for it
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