HIGH KEY

Mic check, 1 2 1 2
I already knew the mic worked before this
I didn't have to do that
That was just for show pM!
Ay, yeah I'm back on my bullshit
Like I never left it
Who the fuck is failure? Babygirl
I never met him
Stranger things been going down
I'm not talking 'leven
Ain't no Millie Bobby Brown
But I still got Drake in my mentions
This beat is fire no pension
I'm broke as fuck so I can't pay attention
Still pull up in the coupe like chicken
No I don't own this shit
It was just rented
No, I'm not scared to admit it
I'm schooling rappers like they got admitted
When I hear their music I'm cringing
I take their spot like they just got evicted
I cannot quit this
Even when people tryin' to make me
Even when haters tell me they hate me
But fuck it i got their girl in the cut
She wanting to date me
I'm everything other than fucking lazy
My squad hella baked
I ain't talking pastries
I'm pushing the limit 'til I push stages
Your baby gassing me up like I
Just pulled up to a KCs
Oh shit, if you still bump my old shit
And rock with my new shit
I'll treat you like an old friend
No cap, ain't no fucking lid
Oh she mad, but I don't sweat her
I do not know how to knit
This is that part that I dreamed 'bout
My momma glad I make hit's now
My homie better than me, shit
I think I might go to his house
I'm sitting patient like ER
Remember when I got a big scar?
Blood on my shirt and my hands
Happy my level ain't restart
No game over, need a Range Rover
I paint her face, that's a makeover
No game over, this a takeover
I'm taking shots, no hangover
I hang ten, like surfs up
Y'all hating that I murder
Like every fucking beat I heard of
Now I got the rap game stirred up
Ay, I stir the pot, my thermos hot
And first of all, I'm versatile
My verses pop
I learned a lot, I earned my spot
I purchased all the shit you
Saw right behind me
Ugh, I don't spend my money wisely
I just spend it on some Visine
Cause I keep staring at my screen
Learning shit that made me
Brighter than high beams
In my veins, like IV, swear to God
It's all about timing
One day I'll pull up to a 5 star
Restaurant and tell the waiter to surprise me
Don't give a fuck if you don't like me
Cause my fam tight, that's all I need
I was on the bench last year
Now I'm the captain of my team
Ay, now I'm the captain of my team
All of ya'll cappin' on IG
I'm out of your range, high key

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