Let's Rage

(альбом: Boys Don't Cry - 2018)

These days I ain't minding my manners
At the party getting wild please don't pull out the cameras
Even when I'm in your city I have full field advantage
Getting faded tonight tomorrow will feel the damage
All I do is take risks, take chicks, take chances
Staring at the world through my gold frame glasses
Fucking all night she gon' be late for her classes
They ask me what I do for a living
I make classics, aye
She the center location
She make it clap for a youngin, like a standing ovation
She's as pretty as a angel, says I'm evil as Satan
Damn I'm really on the come-up aye damn that's amazing
2018 bout to be my realest year ain't no one can stop me
Really I don't feel no fear
If you knew the truth ya'll wouldn't be together still
Never gave a fuck, don't think I ever will
I'm just trynna rage

Bitch rage

I'm always in the cut just like some stitches
Logic with the flow
G Eazy with the bitches
Rappers chase the pussy, I'm just out here chasing riches
We left the club, we did the deed I gave that hoe the business
I swear you rappers making bread crumbs
Once I put my name on it, sit back and watch the bread come
I'm always shining on these beats this is redrum
The girl you call your darling is the girl that I get head from
They hating on me, fuck it let em hate
Money is something that those fuckers will not generate
Time to get to eating like I'm starving like I never ate
Never cuff a hoe I just fuck em I don't ever date woah
Money talks you ain't in the convo homie
With your girl getting faded in the condo homie
Once I hit it, I pass her like I ride the homie
You ain't down to ride then you are not the homie
I'm just tryna rage

Bitch rage