Riding with my high beams on Switching lanes
Crackers tried to pull me They got caught up by the train
I told my Momma I can't get caught up In fame
Told my lil cousin hold your Head got to maintain
We ain't gone speak about them fuck niggas
Ain't got no aim
I use to love them niggas but I think they changed
When you separate they say you switch up
That's the game
I rather live my life in private like I'm on a plane
Bitch I be styling high top black McQueen's
High life private jet
I swear to god if I go broke I'm cutting off your neck
Swear I wont let the system rob me for my intellect
This how I get my day going
I'm trying drop a bomb
Napalm octopus flow
I work the beat like I got 8 arms
They say the streets cold Moncler Sweater help me stay warm
Go off the top its like I say poems
This FN got me covered like its State Farm
BJ forever my brother I told him stay calm
And these pussy niggas green Draymond
If the crackers get me they gone think I'm def I ain't gone say none
I be trying to make a song but i keep venting
New year same hustle got to make them listen
Cartier buss down got these bitches tripping
41 presidential came out that bitch glistening
The Jwett showing love my yat keep giving
Everybody wanna be a rapper that shit so ridiculous
Where was you when I was freestyling and got detention
Ion got no name for it ima keep spitting
Riding with my high beams on switching lanes
Crackers tried to pull me they got caught up by the train
I told my momma I cant get caught up in fame
Told my Lil cousin hold your head gotta maintain
We ain't gone speak about them fuck niggas aint got no aim
I use to love them niggas but I think they changed when you separate they say you switch up thats the game
I rather live my life in private like I'm on a plane