Taylor bout to fuckin' flex!

[Intro]
Uhn, Yeah, Uhn, Yeah, Uhn, Yeah
(Perfect!) Yeah

[Verse 1]
Homie check this flow i'm bout to groove it to
Homie i'm the greatest just tell me who i can prove it to
All around talent so you know i'm straight proven
Ladies love it when i'm groovin' mother fucker tell me who are you
I been feelin' like i need a revolution
We crusin' lookin' to give your story a resolution ugh
I'm top gun, you need to stop son
I'm not rhyming, for fun the best just begun, uhn (Perfect!)
We rest at the pinnacle
Friends fight foes for real for feelin' cynical
Holes in my mind need dentist for mental
Holes when reclined wrote a doc for the dental
And that's a song for the tooth gap and
Whose snappin' can get a deuce deuce for rude rappin'
The most out of control artist whose flows goes the hardest
I'm stone cold regardless

[Hook]
10 Days
Yeah
Mother fucker had 10 Days
Yeah
10 Days
Yeah
Motherfucker had 10 Days
Yeah, Uhn
(Taylor bout to fuckin' flex!)(Perfect!)
[Verse 2]
I been in my mind for a minuet
Kick out the school for some pussy i admit it
But what the fuck would do if stayed 3 years then
You gone shedding tears homies said he disappeared
On some real shit
Type of shit to make you wanna kill shit
Cuttin' bitches off on some fuckin' kill bill shit, the realest
Comes from the darkest of times but i spark in the night
And i'm chalkin' the line don't cross me
In my room cryin' in the corner
Never had a job so i'm eyein' up the corner
Maybe i could flip a couple bricks for the come up
Keep a strap case a couple n***as try and run up
Get tatted like runn up end up like my brother
Thrown into that prison just to disappoint my mother
Or can i keep chasin this dream until i get it
Im ridin till i get it so leave or live with it ugh
(Perfect!)