I can’t let nobody play with me, my friends stay with me
I’m finally speakin’ up to anything that’s not okay with me
I’m in the ATL, Clint, Capela and Young Tre with me
Spent my first advance at Lenox haven’t been back in a minute (Gangsta)
Do y’all remember
When I told you I found this kid from Kentucky
And he was gon’ be the one?
Why would you ever doubt me?
DJ Drama
I can’t let nobody play with me, my friends stay with me
I’m finally speakin’ up to anything that’s not okay with me
I’m in the ATL, Clint, Capela and Young Tre with me
Spent my first advance at Lenox, haven’t been back in a minute
Love me ’cause I’m so authentic
Mitch McConnell still in senate
Ocean risin’ by the minute
Just like us, we came to win it
I got properties for tenants
At a steakhouse in Chicago with Cole Bennett
Talkin’ friendship, love, and business
It’s just so crazy to be young and rich, what kind of life is this?
All I needed was a win
Long way from a wife and kids
Hollywood done turned me right into a multi hyphenate
And still I play it cool I don’t get hype for shit
I’ma let you talk but wait ’til I finish
Yeah, we gettin’ cake but all time we spent together is what the icin’ is
Cannon put some life inside this beat that’s why it loopin’ while I’m writin’ this
Y’alls whole personality self-righteousness and I don’t like that shit
Trials and tribulations
Success and motivation
Oh, you didn’t see us comin’ this far
Who else you excepted to set the bar?
See, we the ones, the twos, the threes
That means we the one and the two three
Ridin’ round the city with Martin, I feel a movement startin’
People askin’ how long I’m in town, got no plans of departin’
Kevin Hart booked in me in Bahrain
I got Vegas in March
Aside from that I’m playin’ indoor soccer and goin’ to Target
Of course I got a main but I’m still out here à la cartin’
Playin’ Dolly Parton in the crib, this is not an apartment
Could’ve been the hardest niche artist but I like chartin’
And I like to see my brothers pockets green like the Michigan Spartans
I just hit Sharaz, got the lamb kebab
Private garage, can’t get in that bitch unless you scan the fob
Used to bubble scantrons in, Blake Griffin slammin’ lives
Chick-fil-a was my Atlanta job, almost did Amazon
Now all my haters where I’m from are fans of mine
Either that or all that hatin’ they doin’ is Pantomime
‘Cause I can’t hear it
I show you boys what eight series
Young lyricist, the one that they tried not to take serious
But I’m here, bitch
Straight off the plane
I met her at baggage claim
Never thought the baggage she would claim
She told me whole flight
She had Harlow on repeat
I asked her what she loved best
She said he makes her feel complete
It’s really like that
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