Near

[Chorus]
I see the light yeah, my time near (Near, yeah)
I'm out to L.A., hit up type shit (Type shit)
I go infinity and beyond, Buzz Lightyear (Go)
Three cross, Holy Trinity, ain't no fuck nigga I fear (No fuck nigga)
Yeah, we speeding this shit up (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, I seen a opp on the street
Yeah, and your big bro, he got hit up (Head tap)
I bring the score up with honesty, yeah (We up in this hoe)
I'm in the drop drinking spit up
I let her know it's the policy, yeah
He caught a chest shot, he do sit-ups
Yeah, I play with this sound like it's Odyssey, yeah (yeah)

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm too iconic, just like purity, yeah
Stay alone, ain't no nеaring me, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
Shе going out back, she embarrass me, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
He stuck at 2K, that's embarrassing, yeah
I'm a real nigga, talking, you hearing me, yeah
I'm in her stomach, and she stare at me, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
And I hold my own weight, you can't carry me, yeah
Bad lil' bitch, she sing hysterica
I said "Ok, Burberry me"
And she foreign, it's a language barrier
Yeah, I'm falling out you can't save me
White Porsche feel like Bhad Bhabie
Bad bitch, she my baby, yeah
And she said, "Bae, you gon' hate me"
But I'm too high, yeah, shit don't phase me yeah
She forever my son to gatekeep, yeah
Take the mil’, give a fuck about Jay-Z, yeah
Bad lil' hoe, she finna persuade me
Get the blick, and I get straight to slaying (Yeah)
Niggas stuck in they crib, they be gaming
All these niggas, my sons, they behaving
Bang on my chest, like a ape, bitch, I'm bathing (Huh)
That bitch, a gnat, no saving yeah

[Bridge]
Yeah
Bitch, I'm turning my shit on this mic
Roll a blunt, bitch, I'm getting it right
And she popping' that pill, okay
Nigga, you not my bro, nor my guy
He tryna cop a seventy-five, yeah

[Chorus]
I see the light yeah, my time near (Near, yeah)
I'm out to L.A., hit up type shit (Type shit)
I go infinity and beyond, Buzz Lightyear (Go)
Three cross, Holy Trinity, ain't no fuck nigga I fear (No fuck nigga)
Yeah, we speeding this shit up (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, I seen a opp on the street
Yeah, and your big bro, he got hit up (Head tap)
I bring the score up with honesty, yeah (We up in this hoe)
I'm in the drop drinking spit up
I let her know it's the policy, yeah
He caught a chest shot, he do sit-ups
Yeah, I play with this sound like it's Odyssey, yeah (yeah)