Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Ay!

[Hook] (A-Reece)
Locking in and keeping focus
'bout to blow up so explosive
Put the plan in motion
Cop it now I own it
Did it on my own dawg, shit I said that on my own song
Bitch I’m 'bout to take off, you cannot see me on the radar
Did it on my own dawg, shit I said that on my own song
Bitch I'm ’bout to take off, let it burn like Usher Raymond

Yeah Look

Verse 1: A-Reece
You know it tee'd if I got Mellow Ad-libbing
Ain't gotta ask who made the beat, me and Mash did it, yeah
Won't listen to it 'less it got the fam in it
I'm guessing that's what got all these n***as ass kissing, shit
I took the torch right out their hands and ran with it, yeah
Give no reaction to you hating-ass critics, yeah
Keep them stories, boy there's three where I’m living
One million, no milking if you askin’ how I'm feelin’ (Wooh)
If I said it it's my word
I get all this glow from all that pain that I've endured
Safe to say that I'm in tune with the universe
Came and did it better they forgot you did it first
Numbers going up, I monetise ’em like a nerd
My catalogue a classic & it's nothing short of perfect
I'm either David or [?] you n***as getting served
I know that I'm the shit don't need nobody to confirm
Easy!
[Hook] (A-Reece)
Locking in and keeping focus
'bout to blow up so explosive
Put the plan in motion
Cop it now I own it
Did it on my own dawg, shit I said that on my own song
Bitch I'm 'bout to take off, you cannot see me on the radar
Did it on my own dawg, shit I said that on my own song
Bitch I'm 'bout to take off, let it burn like Usher Raymond

Verse 2:
We used to listen to your old shit, ain't shit
Ain't type o' n***as to be bugging, your main bitch
Heard you focused on that [?] deal, a fake shit
Now we made her fuck your co-sign, real shit
[?] in a raphe
Oh, you ain't with us you ain't safe
You won't fuck unless you pay
You must always know your place

[Hook] (A-Reece)
Locking in and keeping focus
'bout to blow up so explosive
Put the plan in motion
Cop it now I own it
Did it on my own dawg, shit I said that on my own song
Bitch I'm 'bout to take off, you cannot see me on the radar
Did it on my own dawg, shit I said that on my own song
Bitch I'm 'bout to take off, let it burn like Usher Raymond
[Beat slows down]
Locking in and keeping focus...
Put the plan in motion...
Did it on my own dawg...
Bitch I'm 'bout to take off...

[Beat Change]

[Interlude] (Distorted)
I swear the shit ain't easy
I'm feeling kinda shook [?]

Verse 1:
Angels talking where my palm itch
I tracked in all the riches all sides, so surreal
Every time when I talk of it
Its really like, I tried to shake the hand of God just to get it
When I did it I had all of it
Said I'm richer than all o' y'all but never made the Forbes list
My life's so fortunate
Bear in mind as a kid with my peers, as a loner
I would never get the compliments
But now I'm so confident, swag bar plummeted
These women [?]
I keep it all fair, if they fucking I'ma call 'em
I don't pay no more taxes, stuffing cash in a mattress
[?]
I don't know what you asking, fuck a bitch on the mattress
Make her cum on the floor and now she stalking me