[Intro]
Yeah, ay
[Verse]
I said, gotta bring myself back on track, ay
Tryna split cash, let the bands acrobat, ay
Pass it to my fam, ay, still fuck around
Duck fakes, let me cancel my plans
Fuck a business call, I just wanna see how she dance
Fuck a calendar, I'm counting till I won't
And I can't rap or write tracks
Time pass fast when you tryna get a life check
Oops, need the Coupe, lay twenty still venting for that nice check
Nike check, new deal, think I'll earn my stripes
Rock Adidas vests, show em where the gap is
I'm betting on myself again, ooh
She, she rock skims like her last name Wеst
She believе in herself more than me at best
Okay, delusion in a stupid mess
Cubric with the lamb's neck
Shining when I scoop my bitch, damn, wassup
Yeah, look, I can't count twenties in my twenties bitch, yeah
I can't sit still, home kind Rick Bills
Big oolong, I'm a tilt still, difference is that my shit real
Y'all tryna hide behind the cam like you a big deal
I don't wanna hear about your shit, you a bitch still
I don't wanna see a new whip, that's some [?]
Betting each art that I tap in
Back when, writing old hooks about my closets
And cabinets and cabins and catfishing averages
Is thinking I'm a sink like tanning
Zero Fahrenheit, need the fucking padding
Steer more goals for the mansion
Clear more roads, I still imagine
Shit like a child in a massive world that I built, still here
Money lifestyle, fabrics, I got it
30K attendance to the show, sip tonic, after with the family
Clappin' on some ass cheek, I had shawty dancing
Spillin' on my mattress, children, I got plenty
All these hoes scare me, all hundreds, no fuckin' 20s, nah, look
I can't count twenties in my twenties bitch, yeah
Look, twenties in my twenties
Yeah, ay
[Verse]
I said, gotta bring myself back on track, ay
Tryna split cash, let the bands acrobat, ay
Pass it to my fam, ay, still fuck around
Duck fakes, let me cancel my plans
Fuck a business call, I just wanna see how she dance
Fuck a calendar, I'm counting till I won't
And I can't rap or write tracks
Time pass fast when you tryna get a life check
Oops, need the Coupe, lay twenty still venting for that nice check
Nike check, new deal, think I'll earn my stripes
Rock Adidas vests, show em where the gap is
I'm betting on myself again, ooh
She, she rock skims like her last name Wеst
She believе in herself more than me at best
Okay, delusion in a stupid mess
Cubric with the lamb's neck
Shining when I scoop my bitch, damn, wassup
Yeah, look, I can't count twenties in my twenties bitch, yeah
I can't sit still, home kind Rick Bills
Big oolong, I'm a tilt still, difference is that my shit real
Y'all tryna hide behind the cam like you a big deal
I don't wanna hear about your shit, you a bitch still
I don't wanna see a new whip, that's some [?]
Betting each art that I tap in
Back when, writing old hooks about my closets
And cabinets and cabins and catfishing averages
Is thinking I'm a sink like tanning
Zero Fahrenheit, need the fucking padding
Steer more goals for the mansion
Clear more roads, I still imagine
Shit like a child in a massive world that I built, still here
Money lifestyle, fabrics, I got it
30K attendance to the show, sip tonic, after with the family
Clappin' on some ass cheek, I had shawty dancing
Spillin' on my mattress, children, I got plenty
All these hoes scare me, all hundreds, no fuckin' 20s, nah, look
I can't count twenties in my twenties bitch, yeah
Look, twenties in my twenties
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