Lyrics

[Intro] I don't talk loud to be heard I move different to be felt Real impact don't come with noise, it come with presence (Hit Fanatics) [Verse] Who gon' pick me up if I ever fall? Feel like all by myself, I'm better off I ain't never needed help, I'm forever raw Updated my GPS to a better roll I'm all the way one hundred, don't expect nothin' less, though A felon with my weapon out Losses and pain that come with the game, I accеpt it all Cushion, they hella soft, pussy putting, won't step at all You bitch niggas know what thе fuck I'm on, I'll let it off (Baow, baow) You can play crazy if you wanna You'll get made out examples Them K's I can handle, with a brand-new drum under that bitch like it's a sample Let that iron talk for a minute, Devon Campbell Money in the vault, I been ballin', I got handles I've been takin' off, got these fuck niggas in shambles So up, nigga, can't land now Fuck 'em all, they against me But them niggas too flimsy, they pockets too empty Better know my reach long like the armspan of Wembsly And all your muscle gone like the Arm & Hammer empty Though my life a movie, none of this is scripted Innocent 'til I'm guilty, pay my lawyer charge, he whipped it Brand-new R8, I drift it, bitch with me a gypsy Burning flower, eucalyptic, with a switch moving swiftly Everything futuristic like Yung LA Pockets extra sloppy, need Ozempic, they overweight (From them foenem case) Stopped askin' God, "Why me?" Told myself, "Why not me?" (Mm) I'm built for this shit, even a glitch couldn't stop me I ain't average, pussy niggas know I'm havin', but won't try me MAC 11 in Dallas, shoot this bitch like I'm Kyrie, yeah [Outro] (Hit Fanatics)