TEC - nothing's planned Lyrics

This ain't my usual flow but dont box me in
I pull up to the show i can't stop the grin
It's confidence
He hit my phone say "cuz lock me in"
Im not your twin
Northside Cragie thats not his ends
Tell your guy pay me, the guap's not sent
It's that kid with the top notch pen
I step to the stage and they're calling me bossman
You talked shit now your dog got decked, you'll remember my name cus it's god's plan
Tryna trigger me but it don't work,
Sumn like a glock jam
And how she got bigger dreams but she don't work? Tell that girl get a job fam
Man my numbers was absolute donuts till i started whipping up hot jams
And my folks in chicago said you bogus, i'm naturally chill, i don't pop xans
My raps it be real; why i got fans
As sad as it gets for relaxing a bit
I might pack me a spliff up in Docklands
Grabbing her hip while we lock hands
Cuz Bad bitches love to dance
And real G's love to spend
On average a couple bands
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is
I been thru alot i can't settle for shit
Southeast baddie wanna f*ck with the Northside boy
Them songs that you post alright, no lie
Over here we do it all right boy
He talk shit, i dont call my boys
1 on 1 and its on sight boy
I sit back and i roll my joint
On some mafia shit, no shoreline boy
More time, oi, lame ass mfs tryna clown on my rap accent
Cuz Imma rap how i want, you worried bout my voice, now u be back tracking
They saying "Tec on a streak, no cap" but i dont really fw that snapchat shit
I aint never seen a shawty back that thicc
She aint never seen a guap bag this big
Bad bitches love to dance
And real G's love to spend
On average a couple bands
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is
I been thru alot i can't settle for shit
I guess we're just showing eachother perspectives, gotta respect it, shawty a freak
I just be adding new shit to my checklist, bitch imma get it i put it on me
Cuz I'm the best and i'll put that on G
Boi i'm a chef i aint cooking for free
White boys paying me good for feat
Discount for a POC
On G.O.D
Bad bitches love to dance
And real G's love to spend
On average a couple bands
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is
I been thru alot i can't settle for shit
Bad bitches love to dance
And real G's love to spend
On average a couple bands
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is
You feel me? Nothing's planned
But somehow everything is