How Many (feat. Dhino)

How many tracks do I gotta write? And how many trends do I gotta ride? I ain't got a car but I got a ride I don't got a car because I be flying high So spare me this last verse, I'm spazzing out And I don't take hate, I just block it out So no matter the pain that I go through The hunger I got will be all that I need for now Uh I've talked about it before, I am tired of not being up onto the billboards And I'm kind of getting sore, but I'm gonna push more So ignore the open door, of course that's my divine right to be much more So back out of my way I'm gonna be on a new course Imma be in a blue Porsche, ignoring the blue force I'm speeding up to your level and you too poor My family sues more and I gotta lose more But they gotta cruise more, so I gotta bruise more But nothing will soothe more than drinking up booze more So I get my wallet, tell them all they can choose more But that doesn't mean you're happy you will dream more I learned from the team more that we got a dream tour To pay for your mortgage until you're at morgue age And you're on the same page as Christopher Reeve's legs I don't like to brag about my money, I just think it's comical you think you're buzzing I would rather gradually make the fans Instead of blowing up and falling off the wall like some Vans Don't be running your mouth cause I ain't playin' around And I'm about up to here by now Get out of my face and get back into the crowd Me and Dhino about to fuck it up with our sounds We're playing it loud, woo! How many tracks do I gotta write? And how many trends do I gotta ride? I ain't got a car but I got a ride I don't got a car because I be flying high So spare me this last verse, I'm spazzing out And I don't take hate, I just block it out So no matter the pain that I go through The hunger I got will be all that I need for now Aye, writin' these verses in like a minute I admit it I'm up in it, the only way I can get it Start to finish, got no limit a minute, don't need to win it I really promise I'm winning, knew it from the beginning Smokin' on this spinach, got Popeye inside my spirit While sippin' up on a Guinness, I'm really calling these spirits Hit you with a pivot if you inside of my business Had to drop, I quit it and went and made my own business That's just how a boss moves, only making boss-moves Got all of my haters sick, somebody say "achoo", bless I got no stress, onto the next if you gettin' too close, ghost I need a phantom like Danny Never gon' switch on the grind like a tranny Give me the Grammys and not the fake love Only thanking God 'cause no one above How many tracks do I gotta write? And how many trends do I gotta ride? I ain't got a car but I got a ride I don't got a car because I be flying high So spare me this last verse, I'm spazzing out And I don't take hate, I just block it out So no matter the pain that I go through The hunger I got will be all that I need for now How many tracks do I gotta write? And how many trends do I gotta ride? I ain't got a car but I got a ride I don't got a car because I be flying high So spare me this last verse, I'm spazzing out And I don't take hate, I just block it out So no matter the pain that I go through The hunger I got will be all that I need for now