[Pre-Hook]
These rappers, they don't understand me
Hoes, they just don't understand me
Bitches do not understand me
No you can not understand me
Rappers, they don't understand me
Hoes, they just don't understand me
Bitches do not understand me
No you can't understand me
[Hook]
You can never, ever, ever, ever understand me (x4)
[Verse 1]
Had money coming
Was fucking up the paper like I had more money coming
But I didn't have not a dollar to spend on promotion
In studio time, I made songs in the basement
Now I got songs that they're motherfucking favorites
And my motherfucking favorites
The flow is so sacred
And bitches never played me
That's just something they didn't do
They knew that the flow was the truth
They knew that one day I'd be making these moves
They knew that I'd get it and now that I'm starting to get it they through
Into my DM's like "I know you remember me from our school"
But shit, that ain't true
We weren't even cool
But we could still fuck, man
A million bitches hate me when I started my progression
Then they asked my why we never, ever kicked it
Don't got a single minute to be wasting on some bitches
If it ain't about us fucking, I ain't with it
I don't ever get committed, you tripping, fuck, is you kidding?
Explicit with all these writtens, I'm never gon' hold back
Staying on my pivot, that shit is a given
Let someone to tell you that this shit isn't easy to hold rap
Hold that, I got bars for days
I'm about to raise the bar a whole bar away
You couldn't keep up with me if I start tomorrow
And you start today, I mean
Sad shit but it's real
Bad bitch in some heels
Ass, tits in the real
Got mad sex appeal
She'd give it half of the wheel, you don't understand me
These rappers, they don't understand me
Hoes, they just don't understand me
Bitches do not understand me
No you can not understand me
Rappers, they don't understand me
Hoes, they just don't understand me
Bitches do not understand me
No you can't understand me
[Hook]
You can never, ever, ever, ever understand me (x4)
[Verse 1]
Had money coming
Was fucking up the paper like I had more money coming
But I didn't have not a dollar to spend on promotion
In studio time, I made songs in the basement
Now I got songs that they're motherfucking favorites
And my motherfucking favorites
The flow is so sacred
And bitches never played me
That's just something they didn't do
They knew that the flow was the truth
They knew that one day I'd be making these moves
They knew that I'd get it and now that I'm starting to get it they through
Into my DM's like "I know you remember me from our school"
But shit, that ain't true
We weren't even cool
But we could still fuck, man
A million bitches hate me when I started my progression
Then they asked my why we never, ever kicked it
Don't got a single minute to be wasting on some bitches
If it ain't about us fucking, I ain't with it
I don't ever get committed, you tripping, fuck, is you kidding?
Explicit with all these writtens, I'm never gon' hold back
Staying on my pivot, that shit is a given
Let someone to tell you that this shit isn't easy to hold rap
Hold that, I got bars for days
I'm about to raise the bar a whole bar away
You couldn't keep up with me if I start tomorrow
And you start today, I mean
Sad shit but it's real
Bad bitch in some heels
Ass, tits in the real
Got mad sex appeal
She'd give it half of the wheel, you don't understand me
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