N**a check my resume
BEEN DAT
PUA that's yesterday
Spent that
Back inside the stu
I got my flow back
Freshman year I was a demon
Should I get my fro back?
Every Thursday niggas posting Throwbacks
Prolly dreaming wishing they Could go back
But you could never go back
Never get that time again
I be talking to this mic
Like I won't get to rhyme again
Cause every time i'm at the mic
It's just a chance to get rich
I'm in the spot attracting light
Them people love me like Mitch
I'm on my grind i'm bout my paper
Can't respond to you b**h
But if you chill
I prolly kill
And let my potna nem hit
Can't make it up
Everything I talk about
Shit i really lived
And everything i spit inside this Mic I really did
Or finna do
What you tryna get into
Every b**h you tryna post up With I already been into
Don't make me send my men at You
They gone come and hit at you
Why you being greedy n**a
We can work and get it too
Just got in my bag its hella space
My team gone fit in too
Ball like Sacramento too
Know we on that Kings shit
Married to the game
Grambling State i gave a ring shit
Cause they had never seen shit like This
Sometimes I spit like Jada
But no I never kiss
Sometimes I spit like Hov
My pops gotta Jag
But its big like a Rov
