Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
Poppin' out on the scene
Damn it feel like a dream
Taught to not trust what I see
Bossed up with the team
Who would've thought it was me
Now I'm flying overseas
Stay awake cuz' the sleep for the weak
This ain't no secret so you getting leaked
I run the field while they stuck in the bleach
No 6ix9ine but a boy going dummy
I can't f*ck with you but you wanna love me
Flow is so cold think it got my nose runny
You just a bust, like the ones on her tummy
Pay me the cash, I don't f*ck with the fronting
Face my fears, not the type to go running
Where were you when I had nobody
I do what I mean so I never say sorry
Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
When you the best they gone' hate
Dedicated to the bank
Couldn't care less what they say
That lil' bitch just gave me face
Put that boy up in his place
I just flooded out my wrist
I just made another hit
I be rolling by the zip
Got my money doing flips
Turn a boss to my bitch
(Ah)
I wake up then I get faded
F*ck being sober I hate it
Got a bitch hotter than satan
Tell me what you waiting for
Feel like a place I been before
Spend all that shit but I'm making more
Devils round me who you praying for
Heart turn cold can't save my sole
(Aye)
Why they been changing like seasons
They say it was love they ain't mean it
Feel like I'm surrounded by evil
Moving on I can't live in the past
Take it all I ain't giving it back
Porsche got me up I ain't ready to crash
Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
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Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
Poppin' out on the scene
Damn it feel like a dream
Taught to not trust what I see
Bossed up with the team
Who would've thought it was me
Now I'm flying overseas
Stay awake cuz' the sleep for the weak
This ain't no secret so you getting leaked
I run the field while they stuck in the bleach
No 6ix9ine but a boy going dummy
I can't f*ck with you but you wanna love me
Flow is so cold think it got my nose runny
You just a bust, like the ones on her tummy
Pay me the cash, I don't f*ck with the fronting
Face my fears, not the type to go running
Where were you when I had nobody
I do what I mean so I never say sorry
Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
When you the best they gone' hate
Dedicated to the bank
Couldn't care less what they say
That lil' bitch just gave me face
Put that boy up in his place
I just flooded out my wrist
I just made another hit
I be rolling by the zip
Got my money doing flips
Turn a boss to my bitch
(Ah)
I wake up then I get faded
F*ck being sober I hate it
Got a bitch hotter than satan
Tell me what you waiting for
Feel like a place I been before
Spend all that shit but I'm making more
Devils round me who you praying for
Heart turn cold can't save my sole
(Aye)
Why they been changing like seasons
They say it was love they ain't mean it
Feel like I'm surrounded by evil
Moving on I can't live in the past
Take it all I ain't giving it back
Porsche got me up I ain't ready to crash
Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
Poppin' out on the scene
Damn it feel like a dream
Taught to not trust what I see
Bossed up with the team
Who would've thought it was me
Now I'm flying overseas
Stay awake cuz' the sleep for the weak
This ain't no secret so you getting leaked
I run the field while they stuck in the bleach
No 6ix9ine but a boy going dummy
I can't f*ck with you but you wanna love me
Flow is so cold think it got my nose runny
You just a bust, like the ones on her tummy
Pay me the cash, I don't f*ck with the fronting
Face my fears, not the type to go running
Where were you when I had nobody
I do what I mean so I never say sorry
Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
When you the best they gone' hate
Dedicated to the bank
Couldn't care less what they say
That lil' bitch just gave me face
Put that boy up in his place
I just flooded out my wrist
I just made another hit
I be rolling by the zip
Got my money doing flips
Turn a boss to my bitch
(Ah)
I wake up then I get faded
F*ck being sober I hate it
Got a bitch hotter than satan
Tell me what you waiting for
Feel like a place I been before
Spend all that shit but I'm making more
Devils round me who you praying for
Heart turn cold can't save my sole
(Aye)
Why they been changing like seasons
They say it was love they ain't mean it
Feel like I'm surrounded by evil
Moving on I can't live in the past
Take it all I ain't giving it back
Porsche got me up I ain't ready to crash
Take you to space
Roll up a blunt taking that to the face
You on the bench you ain't playing my game
I need my money don't care bout' the fame
Why everybody wanna lie on my name
Saw that I'm up so they copy the wave
I got demons but they all in the grave
Praying to god that he gone' make a change
Writer: Bradyn Schultz, Daniel Cruz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid