Basic (feat. JessB)

I think i made it, who knew?

You said i wouldn't ever make it you spoke, too soon

You steady burnin out while im just pacin

Alot of salt in the air I can taste it

Why you hatin? Thats so overrated

I think you need to come to terms and just face it, you basic

Anyway im back, yeah heres another one

Pardon if i slur I mixed the drink with a lil sumn’

Tryna get this dough im tryna get this paper

Really think i got time for a hopeless hater? No

Heres all the things that Id rather do

Rather be sittin at Mercs havin a feed with the crew

Rather be carrying my lane at the nearest Net2

Rather be stuck in the stu than stuck think of you

Rather be back in Piopio and be back in the guttta

Rather be rollin down to SunnyHills wit my lil brother

Rather on some dumb shit, actin up with my lover

You on some Lloyd and Harry shit you dumb and only gettin dumber

Had alot of boyfriends mistake me for mother

Had a lot of haters, only made me tougher and tougher

Had a lot of people in my face tryna tell me who I am

But like aaliyah i just dust myself off and try again

Man them little punks better wake it up

They wanna fake the funk but now the game is up

And nah they never made sense, while me make our bucks

Still got my name in your mouth like Jamaican Rum

We the bitches in the room who ain't break our board

Know some snitches in the room, no they ain't with us

We only do it for the ones who would do it for us

And we dont need your recognition, get off my nut

You know that they ain't ever did it like me like me

Skinny frame in an XL tee

Bite me, get out of my face Spyc Lee

Now they wanna watch hmm how timely

I swear down yall are nowhere near

Put it on gang gang team of the year

In this bitch got a girl top gear

Its a long way to go to go but this the shit right here