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yeah

flight at 6:00, gotta catch it if i want the crown

la vibes gonna star me, like a sidewalk, down

kinda shaky with that sh-t

but i got take a motherf-cker if i wanna get to motherf-cking town

i know i can fit in easily, cause they talent wrong

i’m already better than half of these others selling bars

i don’t need to steal anothers to go make it far

made this beat myself, i ain’t spending little buying yours

h0m- motherf-ckers riding clout d-ck

ditched them new artists, losing taste, i boutta go sick

others ain’t got talent, ain’t got nothing, others just be fools

only reason they got drip is causе they dropping out of school
mother f-ckers ain’t got no idеas, they just repeti-ti this sh-t

they don’t know, i got more bars than motherf-cking sprint

i can see it all go down, yeah, crystal clear

gotta wipe em out, mr. clean her, yeah

ain’t got no message, but i got some sh-t to say

motherf-ckers gonna sing my name

all this sh-t they be saying bout me

but who knows maybe dreams come true in la

la, la

i already know my jersey down on my grave

f-ck that christian sh-t, we light it all up

i just wanna flip a switch, instead of counting the days

i don’t wanna be a ye, i don’t be wanna be a travis
i just want my own path, cause the figures ain’t about us

i just want my prayers up, cause ain’t n0body gonna top us

i just wanna look up to em, but my fate don’t need no address

this city isn’t all that i mean when i talking bout

sh-t, i can’t control all the things that i’m praying bout

everything i gotta do, everything i gotta prove

sh-t, this the only thing i really gon’ care about

this life is mine, i write the script, i lend these b-tches parts

i call the shots, you end up dead, i ain’t gon’ send no cards

all of them critics gonna go and trash my name about

shut the f-ck up b-tch, you late, this movie boutta start

god take a seat, i bought you tickets for this f-cking show

don’t need no popcorn cause my face is f-cking shown in full
there ain’t no ads on this, cause companies too f-cking low

i air my sh-t like laundry, you guys will f-cking fold

step in this ring, you gotta light it if you want some smoke

all i do is huff and puff, these figures ain’t got no

f-cking chance, i wouldn’t fight you if i ever could

its alright, you just m.a.a.d cause i’m the kid who’s good

i ain’t no c-cky motherf-cker, i just need to know

how come these others ain’t got no talent to show

i ain’t here to play no games like my nintendo

i’ll put you down so hard, the refs gon sh-t his pants, ko

i know, i know, ain’t no violence gonna get me gold

i know, i know, i gotta long ways to go

i know, i know, grind ain’t stopping till i get my throne

i know, i know, gonna chase my dreams like a f-cking dog and bone

yeah

ain’t got no message, but i got some sh-t to say

motherf-ckers gonna sing my name

all this sh-t they be saying bout me

but who knows maybe dreams come true in la

la, la

i already know my jersey down on my grave

f-ck that christian sh-t, we light it all up

i just wanna flip a switch, instead of counting the days

- young vistra

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