Take Off

(DJ YoungKash) Beg me to say something, but they don't like it when I speak In a foreign, two in the morning, Draco next to me Be reminiscing 'bout the past, it get the best of me Gon' fuck around and make me crash if they keep testing me One of the greatest, they say, "Youngan, you the next to be" On the muscle, you ain't know my youngins step for free While you sleeping, up the Glock, rrah, wet your sheets One to the face, two to the chest, and catch your neck with three When Famous faded he pull over and he let me drive No water in my cup, sippin' lean, got heavy eyes Three quarters in the clip, this bitch hold a 75 Ain't sparing shit, I feel like you ain't gon' let me slide 'Cause when it's up, you gon' get flushed, let's see who gon' ride Real shit, when pressure hit, let's see who gon' slide We got a water full of sharks, now let's see who gon' dive Pull up get the business clear, I know some niggas who don't mind That cutter spit, you gon' reverse, knock your shit out of drive My aim perfect, guaranteed I hit four out of five Yeah, Red really fuckin' teachers, that shit not a lie I ain't never did that shit either, but I gotta try Taking off on these niggas, they can't keep up with me This a message for anybody thinkin' they can fuck with me Play and you gon' lose, no April fools Don't try your luck with me, it's up with me Don't Instagram beef bitch, get in touch with me Been fucked over all my life, it really ain't no trust in me I place the order, it won't cost a quarter, you get touched for free Red gon' pull up, hop out in black, up and bust for me We gon' smash the witness, so it really won't be much to see I'm the sickest nigga on the planet what they telling me If I go lay down today, nobody gon' be mailing me Thinkin' 'bout my future make me wonder how can heaven be Fuck with mine, you going under, not six but seven feet Ain't nobody perfect, but I'm workin' on a better me I got shooters lurking, clip curving like the letter G No shoes, ball in twos, I know dudes who'll step for me Just stay off the streets, inside is where you better be Shootin' for the stars, faith in God, I ain't giving up Hate on me for what? I'm focused, so I don't give a fuck Today might be my last, so every day I'ma live it up Can't keep it real, move around, matter of fact, I'ma get the fuck Won't catch me with my head down, it stay lifted up Ain't got no heart, what the fuck I'ma have feelings for? I know some youngins get it done, they don't Insta-thug Really out they body and don't know what they living for, yeah You know, I'm taking off on you niggas, hey You know, Youngan up next, yeah Grab the Glock before I leave the crib, I'm tucking my burner Life a lesson every day, so I just keep on learning Stepped on they neck for my respect, I ain't stop 'til I earned it Loud pack take away stress, twist the blunt and I burn it Grab the Glock before I leave the crib, I'm tucking my burner Life a lesson every day, so I just keep on learning Stepped on they neck for my respect, I ain't stop 'til I earned it Loud pack take away stress, twist the blunt and I burn it, huh Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, huh Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah