If I'm gonna do it I'mma do the shit flashy (aye, aye)
Haters get to stretch they legs in my backseat (aye, yuh)
Haters big talk but still they don't pass me (aye, yeah)
All that number one talk but still on my ass cheeks (aye, aye)
You can never be like me, I know (I know)
You ain't on the seas like me, I flow (I flow)
You don't run the scene like me, maestro (maestro)
I can lead the scene with me, blindfolded (blindfolded)
See you taking all that heat, eye roll (eye roll)
But every time you call your seat, dial tone (dial tone)
Hashira I don't ever lie low (lie low)
And I keep three baddies everywhere I go (I go)
Said you wanna ball like me
Glamour that's all you've seen
You ain't never seen the pain
You ain't never heard the screams (you ain't heard)
Nah, but they know (they know, they know, they know)
Said you wanna ball like me (you wanna ball like me)
Glamour that's all you've seen (glamour that's all you've seen)
You ain't never heard the screams (you ain't heard the screams)
You ain't never heard the screams (you ain't heard screams)
Nah, but they know (they know, they know, they know)
I've seen y'all one of many many (one of many)
You want, but you don't wanna get it (wanna get it)
You want, but you don't want the pressure (want the pressure)
To flaunt, but you don't want the lesson
You search for the light switch
All that while hoping to time skip
You're a sidekick
That's why you'll never be remembered nothing more than my bitch
Shit ain't sweet, shit ain't sweet (shit ain't sweet)
Before I even got the bling, I had the heat (had the heat)
Before I even felt the rings, I felt defeat (felt defeat)
And now I've got these bad bitches in the crib with me
Shit ain't sweet (aye, aye, yuh)
Shit ain't sweet (aye, aye, yuh)
Shit ain't sweet (aye, aye, yuh)
Shit ain't, sweet, shit ain't
What, you wanna ball like me? (me?)
Well you gotta learn to fall like me (me)
Then you gotta learn to crawl like me (me)
Then you'll see you ain't at all like me (me)
Been through the struggle
Now I got a time piece on my wrist
Now I got a dime piece on my hip
And I keep a tight leash on my bitch, you
Look in deeper, I have seen the reaper
Can't you see the speakers jumping?
Sound Hashira
I'm a Demon Slayer, but I've been a demon
Why you think I know a demon when I seem 'em?
I've been through the struggle
But I've been through the ringer
On the same shit but a different season
On a different arc, and I know you peeped it
I say how I'm living, and they don't believe it
What you know me from the surface, bitch?
What you know about purpose, shit?
What you know about losing fam?
So what I do a little flourishing
When you need me I hurt 'em shit
So what I rock a little Birkin with
When playing cards never turn my wrist
Chips staying large never hurt my grip
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
All these bitches coming but I'm staying at the ready
Heard you turning up to 99, well bitch you getting Betty'd
Bitch I only go 100, if we kick it's getting Messi
Diamond shining in they face so much it give 'em epilepsy
God of Festivals, when I see blood it look like it confetti
On these animals and bitches, feeling like the Serengeti
On that Trejo tip, you know I'm always stocked with the machetes
At your momma's crib and bitch, well she ain't serving spaghetti
Shit ain't sweet
You said you got the number one
Well bitch you missed 'cause it ain't me (aye, aye, yeah)
Shit ain't sweet
You said you dropping number one's
Well I'm on top, so we gon' see (yuh)
(Aye, aye)
We gon' see
(Aye, aye, yuh)
We gon' see
(Aye, aye, yuh)
We gon' see
(Aye, aye, aye)
We gon' see
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