So when?

When do we get to advance

I hop on a track i be givin em

All tens

Surely I get to my dance

Im speakin in rhythm, to all of my fans

Then, i just be takin my time

I sit back and watch all the numbers incline

Man, when did my flow get so fine

I'm washin deez rappers but not in my prime

Spent

Boy im spent boy im spent boy im spent

Tailin on the road for so long not a dent huh

Get bent get bent get bent

Greatest in the world, for this s**t i was just meant

Raaton ke jaagah, ham sab se he agay hain

Rappers nai orphans, without me ye kaakay hain

Live what i rap and i say what i am

And i know ke ye saaray bus karte he baatain hain

Chaye peeyon gaari

The kid from safari

Not playin yo games

No this s**t no atari

Me karta nai diss mujhe lagti khuwari

I'm focused on green jaise me hun aik maali

Jab pata hai puri ye dunya he faani

Aur images rakhte hain saaray ye jaali

A horse on my hood wanna drive a ferrari

I swear i got drive like a fuckin buggati

Nitrous, not blood coursing through all my veins

And gold everything that i touch, super saiyan

I'm 4d and alla you not on my plain,

I'm 4g and alla you Edgin for fame, what a shame

So when?

When do we get to advance

I hop on a track i be givin em

All tens

Surely I get to my dance

Im speakin in rhythm, to all of my fans

Then, i just be takin my time

I sit back and watch all the numbers incline

Man, when did my flow get so fine

I'm washin deez rappers but not in my prime

Spent

Boy im spent boy im spent boy im spent

Tailin on the road for so long not a dent

Get bent get bent get bent

Greatest in the world, for this s**t i was just meant

I come with the facts and the meaning

The luckiest hands on the table not dealin

I break through the sky and the roof and the ceiling

Im schemin im schemin im schemin im schemin

Im on the rise, like a light i be gleamin

Summertime, watch me come back and steal it

Polaroid, shot u down got em grievin

And zain on his stupid s**t boy he be thie- wait

Snitchin not one with the snitchin

Im havin my fun with this s**t its a written

I know that lil yb he listenin and grinnin

And zain in the back prolly scratchin and rubbin his head

I cant lie my boy he be slow

But he my lil crodie and that i do show

wait

Fridi in bremen he woke whenever i call him he pick for sure

Great