See I dont like, bicker and backer no back and forth shit
It all stops now stick a cork in ya mouth, bitch
I fly so high that I be costing baby
But I dont get the credit that im sposed to lately
To never say never, thats postal
Cause I can see this wave goin coastal
And Im hoping y'all could see it in yourself
Im nice this shits not good for my health (no way)
Nobody can dream like me in this way
I put it on my life ima make it someway
And won't focus on losing focus, cause thats dead
Won't focus on losing focus cause that shits dead
Dreams are floatin' around in my head
Ain't what it seems but im grindin'
If you dont like my music
I give a fuck less
Real art, nothin' to it
I give a fuck less
Just give a fuck less what these people gotta say
I take them any day, take those bitches any day
Now im just having fun but this shit gets critical
My flow can get stupid, insane, even spiritual
My aim is like Lin and my time is like now
But im chillen wit my homies thats what lifes about
Although I kinda want the, cars
And I want the, diamonds
Fuck a big ang mob wives staten island
Dont take much to be an artist right now
Thats the point im tryna prove on the mic somehow
Do I have to stress the fact my circles smaller than a cheerio?
Y'all tryna be down, thats not a question thats a statement though
Nice, tell me if you feel me though?
From my point of view, im real fuckin' lyrical
I do things my way I get a 401k
Heading to the top and thats a ok
Dreams are floatin' around in my head
Ain't what it seems but im grindin'
If you dont like my music
I give a fuck less
Real art, nothin' to it
I give a fuck less
Real art nothin' to it, ain't nothin' to it