[Chorus]
They a lot of talk
I don't talk, I get it
Yeah you know I’m bout it
If it kill me imma let it
Running to the bag like I’m so athletic
I've been up since 6 Making hits like Tennis
I've been on fire I just need my credit
Wanna go far need to change my setting
Reaching for the stars hope my feet touch heaven
Haven't had firsts bitch already want seconds

[Verse]
Wanna be on top popping off like a four four
Life been going fast I been trying not to go slow
I just hit the gas now I’m faded going slow-mo
You think gon’ pass but you tripping that’s a no go
Bitch you know I’m sick got me spitting like a sore throat
I was out in Europe they dun stopped me for some photos
I been really working I’m so tired of being broke though
I just want a couple chains my shawty like some rose gold

Different substances for the mindset I want to take me out of
I’ve been overthinking ‘bout popping just like a semi auto
Always breaking bread with my team, no don't wan’ do shit without them
Imma leave some big shoes to Fill like they some Balenciagas

I just wanna go put a condo up on your wrist
Take her shopping might hit Toronto I’m with my bitch
Ive been taking flights different timezones from where I live
Chasing bands I wan’ be Pablo of all this shit

[Chorus]
They a lot of talk
I don't talk, I get it
Yeah you know I’m bout it
If it kill me imma let it
Running to the bag like I’m so athletic
I've been up since 6 Making hits like Tennis
I've been on fire I just need my credit
Wanna go far need to change my setting
Reaching for the stars hope my feet touch heaven
Haven't had firsts bitch already want seconds
[Verse]
100 meter dash when I step out
She say im the best out
I just had to go and get some shit up off my chest now
Hotel I just checked out
Shows I'm about to sell out
I spent way too long up in this city need to get out
I’ve been over it
Only been moving slower
They told me that I’d be nowhere
I had to go keep composure
I never be losing focus
I’m colder than Minnesota
I’m tryna be on them posters
The pressure up on my shoulders
Bitch
Slowly moving up and going up cause I ain’t with you
If I’m taking shots you better hope that I just miss you
Popping off at y’all like I been gripping on the pistol
Shawty think I’m cute she wanna blow me like a whistle
Way too far ahead and they just copy like a stencil
Made a couple racks and now I want myself a Benz full
I been going crazy I ain’t talking about my mental
Need a couple whips and I ain’t talking bout no rentals
[Chorus]
They a lot of talk
I don't talk, I get it
Yeah you know I’m bout it
If it kill me imma let it
Running to the bag like I’m so athletic
I've been up since 6 Making hits like Tennis
I've been on fire I just need my credit
Wanna go far need to change my setting
Reaching for the stars hope my feet touch heaven
Haven't had firsts bitch already want seconds