1942 Flows

[Verse 1]

Started off poor with plans to own more

Now we own stores and fuck the baddest whores

I was on tour with niggas that sold raw

Started sellin' white, we won't sell it no more

I'm like, Trump ain't feelin' us, cops still killin' us

Niggas takin' shots, can't stop me, they ain't real enough

Cut her off, act like she's dead and it's killin' her

New Dawn, Hermes seat, I let the ceiling up

Just to kill 'em softly, ooh, get 'em off me

Try to crucify me like I'm Jesus the way she cross me

I'm too bossy and too thorough

To move like a weirdo, on point like an arrow

We started off with zero, now I'm seein' M's

Diamonds like water and they jumpin' out the gym

Shootin' like Harden if your head was the rim

'Cause niggas wanna line me like a shape up and a trim, damn

Back when I was broke, they was cool with it

Now every move I make I'm in the news with it

Even if I ain't do it they be like "You did it!"

My teacher always used to tell me "You gon' lose nigga!"

That's why I never went to school nigga

And why I'm rappin' like I got somethin' to prove nigga

Went and bought the mansion with the pool in it

Billy with the stamp, I get two with it

Move with it 'cause these niggas wanna take my life

No weapon formed against me every time I pray at night

Scoopin' thotties in the Phantom, that's the way of life

And make 'em fuck their best friends like they was dykes

Reachin' for the Glock every time I play the light

I'm on 12 o'clock every time I play them bikes

I'm with the pack, uh, gettin' back, yeah

Spendin' dope, nigga, sellin' smack, gang

I'm gettin' chips off music like Rap Snacks

Yeah, 10 mil in cash of Ethika, that's a fact

Money, power, respect, eatin' breakfast on a jet

I know these niggas upset, they ain't see me fall yet

Wins and losses!

[Chorus]

They wanna see me fold

And I will never sell my soul

I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before

Dream chasin', catchin' all my goals

And I don't need these whores

I'm gettin' money, me and all my woes

Play with me, you know it's all-out war

The young niggas goin' all out for us

[Verse 2]

Bloggers in a frenzy, truck to the Bentley

Ain't doin' no interviews, I'm busy, nigga we litty

So when you see me out don't ask me about no Nicki

Fuck I look like tellin' my business on Wendy

Niggas gossip like queens, we was servin' fiends

.40 bust your windows out: Jazmine Sullivan

They told 'em pop Mollys, I told 'em to be kings

Sippin' 1942 like it's lean

I done seen all these niggas try to downplay my dreams

So I'ma give it to 'em every time I'm on the scene

Pull up Ghost Ghost, Wraith Wraith when you see me

Some suckers wanna be me and some suckers wanna leave me

I know it, I go through it, don't show it

I told niggas who wrote it, ain't takin' back what I quoted

Started off with a quarter, flipped that to a half

Turned that to an ounce, got some shit in the stash

Nigga say that he gon' rob me, put a brick on his ass

Now every killer in my city tryna look for his ass

And one thing 'bout Meek Milly, I'ma get to a bag

Had to starve all day just to get to it fast

Like Ramadan, totin' K's like it's Palestine

Real niggas in my ambiance, bottom line

Ever since I met Ross and signed the dotted line

I gave my momma 10,000 at least a thousand times

Do the math on it!

[Chorus]

They wanna see me fold

And I will never sell my soul

I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before

Dream chasin', catchin' all my goals

And I don't need these whores

I'm gettin' money, me and all my woes

Play with me, you know it's all-out war

The young niggas goin' all out for us

[Verse 3]

Talkin', this my cocky flow

Damn Daniel, why you son him? Mr Miyagi though

This that rose gold Patek, call me like '94

Mean nothin' to me, I tell you how it gotta go

Rain, sleet, on that corner when the block was slow

Everybody was tryna trap, we started poppin' though

Heard that bitch say she cut me, I was like "¡adiós!"

In the field, knock 'em down, it look like dominoes

Young nigga, I turned my Impala to a Wraith

When you get a dollar they gon' hate

Bought my mom the crib with that gate

Private school for all them babies, now they straight, nigga

[Chorus]

They wanna see me fold

And I will never sell my soul

I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before

Dream chasin', catchin' all my goals

And I don't need these whores

I'm gettin' money, me and all my woes

Play with me, you know it's all-out war

The young niggas goin' all out for us