Tropics (Drake Remix)

[Intro: 10KNYX]
Uh, Yuh
Ahem, Uh

[Verse 1: 10KNYX]
I am a cream of the crop nigga, tell 'em to stop it
I got a vault to make you halt, let’s pop off the topics
First, you never did me worse, my mind in the tropics
My arctic heart’s never stopping
Second, you after the optics
On her page for some days, you fraudulently popping
You got a dream, not the guap, I’ll actually profit
I’m too esteemed just to stop, I’m actually prophet
Making teams with the oops, my jotting is prophetic
God said it, we reciprocate logic
See, you dodging
Robinson obviously got options
Sliding and stopping, the bat’s popping, let’s crack noggins
Posting all the deeds, Y’all fake philanthropic
Proceed with caution, Uh
Fuck it, that’s an easy scheme
Leavе this with a heated scenе
Y’all wearing Shein, I’m coming clean
This booth will hear the murder scene
It really just accrued to me, I curve the deeds
Alone is what I learned to be
Niggas is amongst my dreams, I been a G
We ain’t selling for the low though
The route is getting finicky
The clout will get some penalties, Uh
Fuck it, niggas see the pocket
I’m like the ock, finna chop shit, I’m finna top it
Been a ox in the auction, we go for top pick
Ain’t nobody really boxing
Me and Worm is a package option
Tired of the TikToking but fuck it, labels knocking
Let’s get a plot twist, We go for profits, Uh
Uh, uh

[Hook: 10KNYX]
I got ahead of myself
Tropics, I’m here for the stealth
Y’all do it all for the wealth
Take the art off of the shelf
Writing’s embedded myself
Covers, I edit myself
Fuck you, I said it myself
I need my credit, won’t melt
I’m on a vendetta myself

[Bridge: 10KNYX]
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
I’m on a vendetta myself
I’m on a vendetta myself, uh
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
I’m on a vendetta myself
I’m on a vendetta myself, uh
Uh, uh (Uh)

[Verse 2: 10KNYX]
Not finna dead it
Ian worried bout the credit cuz I give it and spread it
Also, love
My niggas deserve a dub, I touch down and it's up
That cup done got you stuck, there ain’t no such thing as luck
I really ain’t gave a fuck, so why would the chain get tucked?
I’m up where the cake is
I been waiting to take it
The club’s vacant and so it’s your mind, I pick the placement
Got HOV in my lines
I can EP then 3 peat, I’m loading the grind
No rolling over, I’m fine
The price just keeps getting high
I’m on the road with my plight
The cold shoulder is fried
Just put your pole in the sky
Just know It’s over, my guy
Did this like hundreds of times
Going for thousands, you took a pounding
The cake’s astounding, I see y’all rounding
Got imaginary allowances
I’m in the town with shit that’s not allowed
My flowers surrounds shit
In the clouds shit, Uh

[Hook: 10KNYX]
I got ahead of myself (10K)
Tropics, I’m here for the stealth
Y’all do it all for the wealth
Take the art off of the shelf
Writing’s embedded myself
Covers, I edit myself
Fuck you, I said it myself
I need my credit, won’t melt
I’m on a vendetta myself

[Outro: 10KNYX]
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm