SMOKIN’ ON THIS GAS IT GOT MY EYES REAL LOW
I BE GOIN’ HARD UNTIL THE NIGHT IS GONE


PUTTIN’ IN THAT WORK I CAN’T RELAX
I KNOW NIGGAZ WAITIN’ ON THE BOY TO CRASH
GOTTA DO MY THING AND GET MY CASH COZ I KNOW THEY WON’T STOP TILL THEY SEE ME IN A CASKET

AIN’T GONN’ REST UNTIL A NIGGA VANISH
WANNA SEE ME DISAPPEAR BUT THIS AIN’T MAGIC
BITCH IT’S REAL LIFE AND IT AIN’T THAT SHIT
AND THIS TIME I MIGHT JUS BE REALEST THAT I HAVE BEEN

FLEW MY NIGGAS OUT THE COUNTRY WIMME WE HELLA BUSY
I’VE BEEN GETTIN’ MONEY FROM SOME PEOPLE THAT’S TRYNA SEE ME
DROP MY LAST TAPE WHEN I LANDED SHIT HIT ME DIFFERENT
WOKE UP TO THE OCEAN IN THE MORNING LIKE , WHAT A FEELIN’

BACK TO MY WAYS
WATCH YOUR FAVOURITE ARTIST HOP RIGHT BACK ON THE WAVE
I AIN’T EVEN START, BITCH I STILL GOT A LONG WAY
SO FUCK WHAT THEY SAY
BITCH I’M ON TOP OF MY GAME


I’M … NOT TO BE PLAYED WITH I AIN’T THE GUY ,
FUCK WIMME MY NIGGAZ FINNA SLIDE ,
AND TRUST THEY AIN’T FINNA PLAY THIS TIME

SMOKIN’ ON THIS GAS IT GOT MY EYES REAL LOW
COLD SHIT ‘ROUND MY NECK, FEEL LIKE AN ICE CREAM TRUCK
I BE GOIN HARD UNTIL THE NIGHT IS GONE
DO IT FROM THE TOP BITCH I DON’T WRITE THESE SONGS
I’VE BEEN STRONG YEAH


I been on my knees with all these shackles on my feet
Never folding bitch I’m standing on my feet
And all these stories that you hear about in these streets keep em discreet
Run your mouth and lose your teeth no direction with so much speed

Trust me
We gon Take off

Me & the migos
Working till dawn
Getting the cheese ,
the parmesan
Shit that i be on

I know some niggas
Wanna see us gone
want us to react
We don’t respond
Nah

Just know that nothing ever last forever
I can’t waste no time I gotta go and snatch it now or never
Diamonds come from pressure
Blood sweat and tears what I endured through my endeavours
Ain’t nothing that I fear I done overcame the devil

And there is only
1 eye
Like Fetty Wap
Elevator eyes
But all these stares will never stop

Done chasing a bitch
I’m running after
The decimals

And yea she on my dick
She treat that shit like a pedestal

Fuck wimme
(You must not know that )


I’M … NOT TO BE PLAYED WITH I AIN’T THE GUY
FUCK WIMME MY NIGGAZ FINNA SLIDE
AND TRUST THEY AIN’T FINNA PLAY THIS TIME

SMOKIN’ ON THIS GAS IT GOT MY EYES REAL LOW
COLD SHIT ‘ROUND MY NECK, FEEL LIKE AN ICE CREAM TRUCK
I BE GOIN’ HARD UNTIL THE NIGHT IS GONE
DO IT FROM THE TOP BITCH I DON’T WRITE THESE SONGS
I’VE BEEN STRONG YEAH