Wtf - 30

Ain’t nobody got it with the sentiment I got it

Put the venom in it saw the kid in demon with it

Used to walk around up in the letterman

I fuck her then her friend again I’m trying to be elegant

Why they all coming at me next

Look like you strutting a V-neck

Why they wanna see me at the bottom

When I got it gotta fight em off, wtf

Ain’t nobody better than the kid now

Better sit down, better tell it like it is now

Better get down when I run up in the booth

Cause I’m coming for your heads

And I got nothing to lose

And it come to fruition it all come alive

Studying rappers a bunch of the guys

Breakfast club, 105, had to get above to undermine

Son of two educators so I’m educated

So I feel schools just money wasted

I love the payment don’t love to pay it

Rather get money on a daily, basis that’s money famous

Sex drugs and rock and roll, down a rocky road

Good gelato rolled, split the swisher

For a second saw life in the bigger picture but now

I gotta dumb it down again

Gotta get rid of my pen, maybe get a little bit of sleep

Maybe get a little bit of head

Maybe send a motha fucking text

If they put it on read then I got a new vendetta

Used to be good now I’m getting better

Grandma visited with red feathers

Told me that I’m gonna be the best ever

So baby girl, we should kick it

I know, I know, I know, I know

I see, my goals, my goals, my goals, my goals

So I, work

And I swear to god I gotta put a kid up in a curb

They ain’t never thought I use weapon with a verb

At it everyday, phineas and ferb

Slow it down for a minute, I gotta rap so they listen

We been trapped in the coup

Now I’m getting the chicken, kinda like how I’m living

It’s a little bit like the type of life I envisioned

Ain’t nobody got it with the sentiment I got it

Put the venom in it saw the kid in demon with it

Used to walk around up in the letterman

I fuck her then her friend again I’m trying to be elegant

Why they all coming at me next

Look like you strutting a V-neck

Why they wanna see me at the bottom

When I got it gotta fight em off, wtf

Gotta get wit it, uh, yeah, gotta get wit it

Haven’t really pulled up on the kid up in a minute

Didn’t wanna see me get the power for the vision

Moving to the city got a lot up on the plate

They ain’t gone admit it but the kid is getting listens uh, yeah

I got a vision it’s getting more vidid the more that I rap the more it get

existent

I gotta be confident used to be timid

They fuck with the boy, so I get persistent

Ya gotta be kidding you ain’t know about me

Walk in the club with no ID, and the bartender had no idea

Moving to the city got more ideas

Better get the fuck out before I see you

Everybody tryna be more like me

The more I want, the more I see, the more I take

The more I leave the more I smoke

The more I breathe, the more I get

The more I need, the more I love, the more I hate

The more I build, the more I break

Ain’t nobody got it with the sentiment I got it

Put the venom in it saw the kid in demon with it

Used to walk around up in the letterman

I fuck her then her friend again I’m trying to be elegant

Why they all coming at me next

Look like you strutting a V-neck

Why they wanna see me at the bottom

When I got it gotta fight em off, wtf