DONUTS

Verse 1
I’m not a star, somebody lied I got some classics in the stash
Double mind I’m on they ass with a steel toe
Promise not stop til I’m on top and I see bills fold
Never not working and yes I put that on my kinfolk
Tryna stack it high as heaven ceiling
I know Mac lookin he see it
Everything I do he watchin me
Blessed and highly favored
I know exactly who guidin me
Back to back on beats like I’m Steph and Klay widdit
Oh yeah they watchin but they silent they can’t play with him
It’s a shame innit
Bullets clip my ego oh I see they only grazin him
Famous never that I need a check for real
Just as real as Holyfield
Deal need seven zeros
You play her hero
I’m chasing chicken
No subs hogies or heros got no time for that
Beat is crazy run it back
Moss in the pocket I do the dash
Ya favorite quarterback
I scramble you won’t see me again
Dust in the wind and I’m sayin

Hook
They ain’t holdin nothin baby they ain’t seein me
I put 30 in the tank I’m slidin thru the streets
Doin donuts RIP to Dilla killin every beat
They stop and stare they tryna see (x2)

Verse 2
I’m not a star cause I been down bad
Way way lower than you could ever imagine
Opportunity knockin not only do I answer I’m grabbing it not passing it
Im stashing it i save it for a rainy day
You here to play I’m here to stay
Long game triple OT
Couple real ones that know me
The public get the mystery
Leave it beaver you stick yo nose where it ain’t supposed to be
Head down so my work up
Sho nuff it’s gon work out
This ain’t what you heard bout
It’s even better
Let the next man gon change the weather
I keep mine closer than close real skin ties on this side
Ask about me been riding

Hook
They ain’t holdin nothin baby they ain’t seein me
I put 30 in the tank I’m slidin thru the streets
Doin donuts RIP to Dilla killin every beat
They stop and stare they tryna see (x2)