(Jamaican ad-libs)
Ready?
(Tokyo Ghoul ad-libs)
Huh?
Letting go
All my standards hit the floor
Preaching 'bout the mind I have
But then I lost it in a war
Had to get up, get it back
No remorse inside my core
Late nights, never slack
Grinding like a skater pro, yeah, uh
Looking at the top spot in the way
Thinking I can live my life in first place
My future's so bright, I need some Pearly's
Just hit twenty-five, I'm fucking wealthy
Ducking texts, on my own
Leaving flexing to the clones
Get the message? Anti-bold
Really ready, for the gold
Mind my own and lay low
Watching all the pay flow
Risky how my day goes
Illest with my layers, uh, yeah
Why you gassed up?
You ain't doing shit, I'm running past ya
Two steps, five, are you moving backwards?
Watching every move, I'm fucking flattered, yeah, huh?
Why you gassed up?
You ain't doing shit, I'm running past ya
Two steps, five, are you moving backwards?
Watching every move, I'm fucking flattered
I can see right through
Never steal my juice
Focus heals my wounds
Now my deals right too
Keep my deep side too
Let the least I'd do
All the spots I'm fye, but I see iTunes
Wait up, and I'm crazy
Going up, oh my days
Going up, fuck you pay me
Going up, I'll never change
Going up, going crazy
Going up, oh my days
Going up, fuck you pay me
Going up, I'll never change, uh, yeah
Why you gassed up?
You ain't doing shit, I'm running past ya
Two steps, five, are you moving backwards?
Watching every move, I'm fucking flattered, yeah, huh?
Why you gassed up?
You ain't doing shit, I'm running past ya
What the fuck? Are you moving backwards?
Watching every move, I'm fucking flattered
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