Tha Come Up

Let me tell you about me, young N.V.
Shot my first K, I was just 13
hit my first jay, I was only 14
next year first heartbreak, she so mean
But I'm up now
My diamonds bust down
My jacket seven racks, I call it "touchdown"
I used to want these fancy things but it's must now
I would go and spin your block, but it's the ghost town
As a jit I'd get in trouble back in school
Always got in fights so I never need a tool
I could really beat some ass, but in front of girls I kept it cool
Some niggas tried to play me, but I knew that I would rule
I knew I was the one
I'm a child of God his son
If the opps slide I won't run
I have two hands not no gun
She's sweet my honey bun
Why'd they compete if I already won?
You cannot beat me I'm already done
This not serious I do it for fun
I am delirious I feel like a ton
I don't know what to do
Im just 15 years old and I don't got a clue
I like hanging with my friends and jumping out the roof
How much longer do I have this dumb shit to prove?
Like I don't know the move
Like I don't know what's next
Sorry about the diamonds on me I was born to flex
She steady blowing up my phone, but I'll ignore the text
I ain't really worried about you I look forward to checks
And diamonds on my neck
Let me tell you about me, young N.V.
Shot my first K, I was just 13
hit my first jay, I was only 14
next year first heartbreak, she so mean