[Intro: Black Ice]
I be like ''Oh, damn''
That's that cat that changed his name from David to Ayatollah
High roller, Motorola soldier
TEC-9 under his Polo, ass-nigga
Don't know his future or his past nigga
But that fast trigger got this die-cast
Forty-ounce swigger thinking his shit is bigger than mine
[Verse 1: Brent Faiyaz]
I got too much to live for
And, I ain't think about suicide never once, 'cause I'm do or die 'til I'm done
From what I see, a hater can speak on us all they want
But, when I'm close, I don't hear nothin', I swear, your timin' is fucked
And, my supporters say I'm workin' like I got assistance
Damn right, I got assistance
Too many niggas to mention
Textin' my confidant like, "Why all these niggas be flexin'?"
But Sabi said, "It ain't no thing 'til they totin' wеapons, don't even sweat it"
Evеryone think it's they time around this time
Based on my track record, I'm next in line, so, why you tryin'?
Musically, in a position to be sonnin' niggas
But, since we younger niggas, people think they fuckin' with us
She said she heard them labels scoutin', took her shoppin' tonight
I told that bitch, "If time is money, then my schedule is tight"
Hopefully, I catch a flight to New York in the mornin' and sign a contract off of my recordings
Have my city rejoicin'
Look here, all my niggas is here
Plus them bitches that's narcissistic, livin' life in a mirror
I couldn't make it any clear
Got well-connected, for real
Niggas showin' love 'cause I'm makin' what they can feel
Just keep it about the business, for real
Bitch, I'm in this, for real
People all in my ear sayin' this shit they should hear
But, I don't really care about your preference
I got bigger and better things on my checklist
Mercedes and Lexus, and good on my necklace, we're here
My niggas next up this year
Reppin' LoKi until my death is near
Nothin' but fam' at my label, we made this, so, cheers
I be like ''Oh, damn''
That's that cat that changed his name from David to Ayatollah
High roller, Motorola soldier
TEC-9 under his Polo, ass-nigga
Don't know his future or his past nigga
But that fast trigger got this die-cast
Forty-ounce swigger thinking his shit is bigger than mine
[Verse 1: Brent Faiyaz]
I got too much to live for
And, I ain't think about suicide never once, 'cause I'm do or die 'til I'm done
From what I see, a hater can speak on us all they want
But, when I'm close, I don't hear nothin', I swear, your timin' is fucked
And, my supporters say I'm workin' like I got assistance
Damn right, I got assistance
Too many niggas to mention
Textin' my confidant like, "Why all these niggas be flexin'?"
But Sabi said, "It ain't no thing 'til they totin' wеapons, don't even sweat it"
Evеryone think it's they time around this time
Based on my track record, I'm next in line, so, why you tryin'?
Musically, in a position to be sonnin' niggas
But, since we younger niggas, people think they fuckin' with us
She said she heard them labels scoutin', took her shoppin' tonight
I told that bitch, "If time is money, then my schedule is tight"
Hopefully, I catch a flight to New York in the mornin' and sign a contract off of my recordings
Have my city rejoicin'
Look here, all my niggas is here
Plus them bitches that's narcissistic, livin' life in a mirror
I couldn't make it any clear
Got well-connected, for real
Niggas showin' love 'cause I'm makin' what they can feel
Just keep it about the business, for real
Bitch, I'm in this, for real
People all in my ear sayin' this shit they should hear
But, I don't really care about your preference
I got bigger and better things on my checklist
Mercedes and Lexus, and good on my necklace, we're here
My niggas next up this year
Reppin' LoKi until my death is near
Nothin' but fam' at my label, we made this, so, cheers
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