Whole Time

Lyrics
[Intro] Okay [?] this how it feel to be on top, huh? Look I got her in the stu' vibin' as I make classics Niggas askin' 'bout the shoes, some shit you ain't grabbin' I put a Charger in the whip, ain't stoppin' for a gallon I'm goin' [?] off the slip, check the available balance All she know is steakhouse, I got this bitch bougie If I throw this bitch in sports mode, I guarantee they lose me They said they was gon' do what? I'm laughin' at them goofies They new collection weak as fuck, I wouldn't step in Gucci Let's keep it real, dog, let's be realistic You been droppin' all them songs, and nobody don't listen Made a movie with your bitch in like six different positions I saw you blowin' up the phone, whole time I was hittin' You know I'm always in Amiri, but it's Tech fleece season Niggas don't even want beef, I done turned 'em to vegans I see that age catchin' up, now your hairline recedin' They sayin' change how I act, I am not Morgan Freeman She wanna let her hair blow, I pulled up Rubicon I only call in for top, but that's your Valentine I'm in 4 Seasons off the punchies, that's a real punchline Made twelve thousand by 12, this a nigga lunchtime If you wanna come up overnight, go and get a Key Bank Slick as hell, my safe key inside a fish tank The laptop I use, I ain't get it for Microsoft Paint It's like forty cards in the car, and they all blank When they see this ice, I'ma have 'em yellin', "Freeze" Drop seventy on niggas, dog, my wrist Joel Embiid (Uh-huh) Young nigga well respected my OG's Everybody 'round you broke as hell, that shit like a disease These niggas burnin' moves, bring 'em to me, pretty please You be actin' out of order 'round the hoes, IShowSpeed I don't get how niggas beefin', it ain't even 'bout no cheese They love me in the streets, don't need no Grammy nominees (I'm good)
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- Power1of1