[Verse 1: Whitney Peyton]
Hell yeah I've been hustling
You ain't got nothing on touching my energy
Enough of discussion
Look at me now, such a production
Do it myself, fuck with a budget
Crushing the suckers, got everyone crushing
Flexing is nothing, I don't need crunches
I got the munchies, I stay hungry
You live in the club and I stay in the dungeon, ooh (ooh)
I'm the dragon, I got skill that's beyond the bragging
I'ma be real 'cause I cause the madness
When I start rapping it sparks reaction
I got a chip on my shoulder (shoulder)
Typically tricky to keep my composure (uh huh)
Sickening, gritty, I'm breathing the doja (woo)
Stick it to posers
I've been here spitting for just thе exposure
'Til I got bank, they wеre like "Dang"
I've been out bombing and climbing the ranks
Reciting the pain, pen to the page
I got the papers, ain't none of 'em blank
Fuck what you think (woo)
Yeah, I said it
I've been in it and I'm sticking with it (uh huh)
I'm so consistent, I'll grow the business
Still six feet deep, social distance
Ha, see, that's the difference
I had a life full of bad decisions (uh huh)
It became a vision, now I'm stacking interest
You claim I didn't, then your facts are missing
Oh, I got a lot of ambition
Never be letting it go
Wishing I'd quit it, I'm hustling though
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