I ain't wit dem fakers tryna gas me
Actually
Bronem told me niggas cannot catch me
Match me
Fitzgerald in this novel like im gatsby
Said he was an athlete
I lapped him at the track meet
See when it's God Given
He make sure the car driven
The music oxygen
Man this drip is not hidden
I feel like Bob Dylan
I went through some odd healing
Might rock the cardigan
If it gets em broads digging
Finna put us on the Radar
MBA we major
When you go through all them Phases
The fakeness don't seem to phase ya
Man they still gon try and cage ya
Forget the danger
We been em rangers
Since we hopped up out the manger
I said this a trap house full of em trappers
All em people said they bout this
Well they some cappers
While they chilling on the couches
I been a raptor
N**a OD'd on em ounces
What a disaster
Oh they feel no shame
That's why we just not the same
I see pictures pon dem pictures
But I hopped up out the frame
Grandma Calls me James
Cuz she said that's what remains
RIP Kundai
I could never
I could never feel your pain
I ain't wit dem fakers tryna gas me
Actually
Bronem told me niggas cannot catch me
Match me
Fitzgerald in this novel like im gatsby
Said he was an athlete
I lapped him at the track meet
See when it's God Given
He make sure the car driven
The music oxygen
Man this drip is not hidden
I feel like Bob Dylan
I went through some odd healing
Might rock the cardigan
If it gets em broads digging
