[Verse 1: Uno Hype]
They sayin' that they run it, I seen them niggas joggin'
Homie kept balkin', telling me that he ballin'
Them lies, never bought 'em
Hype is (??) what they sure called him
Big homie passin' the ball
Best believe I caught it
Trying hard to see me fallin'
Tell em to stop hackin' the ref ain't call it keep on playin' my road
They settin' picks on my row
I'mma drive straight to get to my goal
My path glittered in gold
Young nigga still rocking these shows
Plus I'm hot with the flow, plottin' to blow
Just the beginning of my plans, plus we doin' what we can
Fuck boy stuck in the jam, mind spinning like a fan
Plus I'm going to a man, I gotta keep livin'
I gotta keep writing these images a nigga spit it
Knowing I ain't lived it
Tell 'em meet me at the finish line I'm already there like give me mine
Dawg we finna shine, just more waitin'
Fuck being patient until them I'mma keep blazin'
Since my train of thought racing whole jays I face em
The whole scene changin', once homie start cakin'
Shit we started in the basement, now shit be all gravy
The life be all crazy, the bud be outrageous
Look honey don't play me, I don't know why you niggas hate me
Just watch how long it take me, I kill in-season (?) rabies
But really I'm just lazy, chillin' in our take 3
But I kept going and showing the grind potent
To Nicki, my mind don't get why time floatin'
Mind blowin', living out my dream this shit is mind-blowing
I can't blow this shot, I only got one in my life
I brought my heart, you bought a knife
Should we go numb it with ice
Young niggas we just doing it right
We be the dudes you was doin' it like
Word of advice is open your eyelids and look at a young nigga just doing it right
Moves through the night and I kill em all since they was moving the light
Put 'em in alignment, lock me in confinement
But you don't know what grind is, you gotta put the time in
But don't remind me I might put 'em on silent
Rip 'em apart them leave your brains to dry, kid
Kickin' it like Tribe did, I don't see you ahead of us
I just keep calm, I do not see no competitors
Move to the next lane, I'mma push the pedal up
Movin' like a ???, they all the way in the back
Since all they do is tap for this and that, that pitter pat
I'm in the front, light a L to relax nigga
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