Newno

I'm so out of my mind I'm a product of grind Never switching my patterns This was all by design They tried to single me out In such monogamous times She wants me and my lady I think she's tryna come by Staring death in the eyes I've never felt so alive I don't see them when broke All my devils are shy All I got is my word Here's where the testament lies Take the good with the bad Life is Jekyll and Hyde Big business and all Big business I'm mark pitts Of the flow I'm just raw Don't even know where to start Nias short with their green Who put the gnomes in their yard Think wilona Barge right into your crib and just spark Gave birth to you nias Shit who lit the cigar No, all you nias my sons Blow a kiss at the stars I gotta be more than fresh This is all finesse, PRPS If she don't get the sex she's all Tourette's Check check check I want a house in the hills, a pool in the back Maybe a Benz or a Cadillac A chain and a grill A whole lotta stacks You can't say that I lack ambition, ambition There's something cooking in the kitchen Straight tunnel vision So come on tell me what you're missing Lacking ambition, that's such a backwards mission I know you a hater because you act suspicious In a sea full of anger baby I'm captain vicious Happiness isn't when your tax bracket is different In need of god, but want money hoe, I'm sacrilegious Hustle like none other I have no trust, I hate when other rappers call each other brother They hate on niers from afar It's rap I'm back, don't slack nias Art flow, Picasso, I'm in darth mode So much drive, this is that push to start flow Young Pablo, criminal since a snot nose Now it's love come down I'm riding drop rolls It all came from the dopest top notch flows Vintage heavy clothes It's like these nias got issues with shit they never show What I say is law The scraps they gave me made a nia want it all, applaud I want a house in the hills, a pool in the back Maybe a Benz or a Cadillac A chain and a grill A whole lotta stacks You can't say that I lack ambition, ambition There's something cooking in the kitchen Straight tunnel vision So come on tell me what you're missing Sippin from a potion like it's of holy water I saw the stars align in the right order You used to tell me I was dreaming Wish you could feel just what I'm feeling now But what can I say, you're not on my level, you're not on the wave I want a house in the hills, a pool in the back Maybe a Benz or a Cadillac A chain and a grill A whole lotta stacks You can't say that I lack ambition, ambition There's something cooking in the kitchen Straight tunnel vision So come on tell me what you're missing