Lately all my frees turning thoughts into my writtens
I come home and i see all my homies stayin' lit man
We got hit man we might flip the script and do somethin'
To piss them off like i drop 4 songs and i laugh so hard cause i been told y'all that my squad on top
Mimicking flows like you ain't creative
Y'all could make a full song n then sit debate
Like, "should i drop this?"
You should hold your places
Cause i been hold gold when it comes to races
Tryna pay my home thats a motivation
I ain't play these hoes thats a whole invasion
Worldwide all mine we be cultivatin'
Oh hi my squad just another day Shit
Ah
Strumming the strings n they cutting my finger tips
Hope i don't wake up
Loving it something bout suffering
Soon ill make all of the paystubs
Yea
Wondering, humming, i swear i'm so humble, get skunk in rotation
Gotta forget about all of my problems make all of this make sense

I been on the road on the way to fame
All these people i don't even know yea they know my name
Sounding like
Aiy Aiy Aiyy
Sounding like
I might just vibe