Could hit the road for a month
Could smoke the beat like a blunt
Know I stay with the vape
You know I love rollin j's
I had a thing for some K's
I fell out with a red
Then took the henn to the head
They think a nigga too cold
I wear the gold ova black
I throwin signs with the frat
Drop some heat
Run it back
If we talkin bout Carolina
The Gate on the map!
(Yessir)
She spicy like Benihana
She still throw it back
They ask if Wi$e the new legend
I told em bitch look alive!
Stay on point like I'm pledgin
I'm throwin darts at the sky
Still keep em guessin
I pop like 4th of July
(Uh huh)
Way I'm finessin
They askin
"Boy is you high"?
Way I make you see it
You would think
I'm Scorsese
Same niggas hated
Now they memory hazy
Laughin with my bros
Like that double back crazy
Wise givin' vibes
Like what happened to Shwayze?
Why they want my soul
When they know they can't pay me?
Out here talkin mils
When I'm thinkin bout billions
Nigga watch yo mouth
Boy you just a civilian
Tag for the merch
I ain't lacin up Gildan
Make that bitch jump
Soon as Wi$e hit the buildin
Ask me why I be chiefin
Mean y'all said
Keep ya head high
Grind for a reason
I want my bank full of dead guys
Gotta do it bigger
Than that mogul from Bed Stuy
Still droppin heat
Cause I know you ain't satisfied
Judgin by my name
I can tell it was prophesied
Givin niggas game
When you thought it was classified
Certain niggas thank me
When they said I won't qualified
Swear these niggas janky
Gotta watch who you idolize
Hear the beat
Grab the mic
That's a homicide
Niggas had a chance
And I watch em get petrified
Said I'm best
But allow me to clarify
Bitch I ain't stoppin
Til y'all say I'm immortalized!
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Could hit the road for a month
Could smoke the beat like a blunt
Know I stay with the vape
You know I love rollin j's
I had a thing for some K's
I fell out with a red
Then took the henn to the head
They think a nigga too cold
I wear the gold ova black
I throwin signs with the frat
Drop some heat
Run it back
If we talkin bout Carolina
The Gate on the map!
(Yessir)
She spicy like Benihana
She still throw it back
They ask if Wi$e the new legend
I told em bitch look alive!
Stay on point like I'm pledgin
I'm throwin darts at the sky
Still keep em guessin
I pop like 4th of July
(Uh huh)
Way I'm finessin
They askin
"Boy is you high"?
Way I make you see it
You would think
I'm Scorsese
Same niggas hated
Now they memory hazy
Laughin with my bros
Like that double back crazy
Wise givin' vibes
Like what happened to Shwayze?
Why they want my soul
When they know they can't pay me?
Out here talkin mils
When I'm thinkin bout billions
Nigga watch yo mouth
Boy you just a civilian
Tag for the merch
I ain't lacin up Gildan
Make that bitch jump
Soon as Wi$e hit the buildin
Ask me why I be chiefin
Mean y'all said
Keep ya head high
Grind for a reason
I want my bank full of dead guys
Gotta do it bigger
Than that mogul from Bed Stuy
Still droppin heat
Cause I know you ain't satisfied
Judgin by my name
I can tell it was prophesied
Givin niggas game
When you thought it was classified
Certain niggas thank me
When they said I won't qualified
Swear these niggas janky
Gotta watch who you idolize
Hear the beat
Grab the mic
That's a homicide
Niggas had a chance
And I watch em get petrified
Said I'm best
But allow me to clarify
Bitch I ain't stoppin
Til y'all say I'm immortalized!
Could smoke the beat like a blunt
Know I stay with the vape
You know I love rollin j's
I had a thing for some K's
I fell out with a red
Then took the henn to the head
They think a nigga too cold
I wear the gold ova black
I throwin signs with the frat
Drop some heat
Run it back
If we talkin bout Carolina
The Gate on the map!
(Yessir)
She spicy like Benihana
She still throw it back
They ask if Wi$e the new legend
I told em bitch look alive!
Stay on point like I'm pledgin
I'm throwin darts at the sky
Still keep em guessin
I pop like 4th of July
(Uh huh)
Way I'm finessin
They askin
"Boy is you high"?
Way I make you see it
You would think
I'm Scorsese
Same niggas hated
Now they memory hazy
Laughin with my bros
Like that double back crazy
Wise givin' vibes
Like what happened to Shwayze?
Why they want my soul
When they know they can't pay me?
Out here talkin mils
When I'm thinkin bout billions
Nigga watch yo mouth
Boy you just a civilian
Tag for the merch
I ain't lacin up Gildan
Make that bitch jump
Soon as Wi$e hit the buildin
Ask me why I be chiefin
Mean y'all said
Keep ya head high
Grind for a reason
I want my bank full of dead guys
Gotta do it bigger
Than that mogul from Bed Stuy
Still droppin heat
Cause I know you ain't satisfied
Judgin by my name
I can tell it was prophesied
Givin niggas game
When you thought it was classified
Certain niggas thank me
When they said I won't qualified
Swear these niggas janky
Gotta watch who you idolize
Hear the beat
Grab the mic
That's a homicide
Niggas had a chance
And I watch em get petrified
Said I'm best
But allow me to clarify
Bitch I ain't stoppin
Til y'all say I'm immortalized!
Writer: Aaron Wise
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid