Lyrics

I know nothing Is gonna change me Even though I'm still surrounded, tempted in Miami See me pounding the pavement, that's how my parents made me Believe it I was loud in the basement, they heard it daily cuz My life is a movie, their life is a theater, yea Flow is way too groovy, low-key getting cleaner, yea I believe it truly, I can be the leader, yea My haters are losing, keeping my demeanor, yea Taking what's mine Give them the bait and inheriting shrines Hitting me up and they hold on the line Always in battle, I don't have the time, yea Never reply Know I am shy I'm not sharing my prize Yea I am gifted in rapping so when they are capping I gotta see right through the lies It's on the regular that I dream of my tours from the Cali coast to Delaware It's on the regular that I'm too busy up at work, so who's the one who's telling her? Celebrate my journey, Imma take the winning prize Fake friends call me Hershey the way I kiss they ass goodbye Shawty couldn't hurt me, froze my heart in Maryland ice Stay with black and purple circle now Miami vice It's a vibe Appreciate the present But I been feeling kinda reckless Damn don't wanna be broke so Imma buy that Gucci necklace Gram don't wanna be smoked so Imma find a new objective Damn don't wanna be broke so Imma buy that Gucci necklace Gram don't wanna be smoked so Imma find a new objective Damn don't wanna be broke so Imma grind till I'm successive Damn don't wanna be broke so Imma buy that Gucci necklace Damn don't wanna be broke so Imma buy that Gucci necklace Gram don't wanna be smoked so Imma find a new objective Damn don't wanna be broke so Imma grind till I'm successive Damn don't wanna be broke so Imma buy that Gucci necklace Here's the truth When I make a milli I'll be taking all the guys and moving outta Philly Need some proof? Critics acting silly Say I'm more like hype than I am lyrical, oh my really cuz I'm doing my ad-libs like Fivio With all the beef that I won its 5-0 Into the sunset I'm riding out He wanna talk to my face, so I turn into Polo, I'm popping out Wilding out Setting the booth on fire, I'm in a drought Little boys wanna pout Look and I ask them "Wait, what are you mad about" I won't get defeated Michael Jackson beat it Little bit conceited Nike Imma do it, another shawty fiending Focused on the green cause they love me getting to it Borderline insomniac, I cannot relax Coming off as broke but low-key I been making racks With the little bit I gotta spend it on a snack Always eating good hot pocket change I'll get it back No one shows you love when you coming up They wish you good luck, throw you in the fire, douse you with the dust That's why I don't trust, staying me's a must They look in disgust, I shook off the rust, threw em crumbs and crust, yea Nothing, nothing Is gonna change me Even though I'm still surrounded, tempted in Miami See me pounding the pavement, that's how my parents made me Believe it I was loud in the basement, they heard it daily cuz It's on the regular, I dream of my tours from the Cali coast to Delaware It's on the regular that I'm too busy up at work, so who's the one who's telling her?
Writer(s): William Carello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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