Текст песни
It's a miracle I'm breathing should probably have more doubts
I'm fucked up by the evening still tryna make it out
Of this city full of demons everybody fiending
Think I'm in the home stretch I'm probably fucking dreaming
At least I still got weed I used to be focused
Nowadays competition hard to notice
Thinking bout a bag and they barely know what flow is
Riding waves with money as the motive
A few nice hooks probably ain't the one who wrote it
I'm tryna get loaded on my way up you know it
No diss but your bitch is tired of that focus
She says she want love but she going where the dough is
I'm your favourite you play it and I rap faded
Spitting fucking flames so I'm all up in yo playlist
No luck in what I do if I ain't trying that's on you
Amazing with a pen I'll spit a 16 to prove
This is not just rap bitch I move fuckin rooms
Got papers on papers smoke weed do shrooms
Not a fucking role model but I kill it in the booth
It's true I'm just tryna get my dogs in the coupes
Get a couple of pairs of shoes and a few pounds too
Off of murdering these loops I'm not like you all my shit hot
They'll be paying for a feature after this shit drop
I got one tip bitch listen when I talk
Rap flow on lock hit yo bitch with the lights on
Tights off ass out she wants me for my cash now
I ain't used to have clout or the bitches I bring back now
Talented with passion but pussy all I rap bout
Puff puff please boy these pussies ain't me
Run these beats cause I'm in another league
It's real shit please they ain't nothing to a g
Do it all with ease ima motherfucking beast
