Lyrics

Call me damage of the scene Ain't no room for retreat Keep my middle finger clean And listen to my dreams Street is cold but lavish life takes a lot of grit Sweat blood and tears niggas grinding for the blings Ain't bluffing when I say I'm chasing bag I wanna buy my new bae a new Benz Flex with less stress I'm grinding for high scores Switch on hustle mode Tryna get this cash in while you sleeping on flight mode Ain't flippin coins I'm scooping em orange notes Screaming moola that's a high note Puppies barking tryna sound like top dawgz Fuck the squad goals, like an eagle I fly solo Flow is so retarded niqqaz tried to bite but they choked Flow is so retarded niqqaz tried to bite but they choked I don't smoke and fly But listen my rap stats are high When I pull up they bow I don't need no crown Nowadays young kings die like flies Ferocious honey badger version with less trepidations Broke niggas flow with fashion just to get attention Between success and hatred, you know there's a force of attraction Rappers in coma gon' call me the come up If you know better than call me the stunner Talk about dreams these b's ain't love us But once we hit the top these b's gon love us Chameleons wanna keep up with the runners
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