SONGS ABOUT YOU
(专辑: INDUSTRY GAMES - 2020)
Look, listen I
met Hov last week, that shit was hella cool Diddy introduced me as best of the
new school I'm not too shabby for an Alabama bitch Fuck getting rich I
got respect from heavy hitters and did it without a
disc And now I, came to deliver I'm off of Twitter And in your speakers we gon' see who really fucking with her Man I
can't wait to see the
jaws drop Collectively when these songs drop Notorious with the
artpop, one hell of a
picture And I
know, ain't got no hourglass figure But I
can get smaller while my pockets getting bigger They worried 'bout me and not who out with they nigga They break they own heart and now they winding up bitter And now they start projecting all they clouds on me I
guess it's fine to let 'em take it out on me Y'all do what you do, yeah 'Cause I
guess I
write these songs about you ('Cause I
guess I
write these songs about you) Do-do-do, do And I'm having the
time of my life, you gotta pay me to care Yeah-yeah, look And I
anticipated this flight and now I'm up in the
air The
air, oh Oh, I
have only dreamed of these heights and now they taking me there Mmm, just let them talk, talk, talk Yeah, that seems fair Look, listen I
ain't no average nigga, the
pick of a
litter I'd sooner have a
hit, if my ass was a
little bit bigger Sat back and watching Plotting ways I
can come and obliterate the
whole game These bitches think that I'm playing These bitches think that I'm playing They doing shit I
ain't fonda, it's like my name isn't Jane I'm 22 making money, I
feel too blessed to complain But I'm much better than the
next man I'm married to the
game, and I
swear God has been the
best, man I
sound to fucking pressed, man Let's backtrack The
accolades, I
have that The
pressure fucking stacked, at the
weight of a
gravel backpack And shit I
wrote a
month ago, outdated just like snapbacks And Seven told me if I
want that body, I
can snapback And gone attack rap and hit 'em so hard They wonder what happened No capping, hoes lacking I
said it, what's crackin'? I
set the
precedent, at this point I'm your president Now, how you sick as me but come and function as the
medecine? Say lightbulb, no Edison I
fought hard, they let us in Competitive, I
knock these bitches lights out like a
sedative Your fave got hella hits But come in sixth for writers credited My lyrics come embedded I
breathe and these niggas sweating Your favorite rapper no better, his favorite rapper OG (OG) My favorite rapper my brother, his favorite rapper is me You pay to get in and see us We paid and get in for free Bitch, I
prayed on each of my visions Now everybody gon' see That I'm having the
time of my life, you gotta pay me to care Yeah-yeah, look And I
anticipated this flight and now I'm up in the
air The
air, oh Oh, I
have only dreamed of these heights and now they taking me there Mmm, just let them talk, talk, talk Yeah, that seems fair Say my intensity impractical My pen is tactical Yeah, I'm the
actual I
smack fire out these lists, like "Bitch, be rational" Professional truth-teller When I'm in the
booth, I
can make the
roof swell up Top blown, no sloppy What I
own, no copies exist They put that ice on they wrists I
put that fire in these hits I
put my trust in my God I'm not gon' fight with no bitch I'm not gon' argue no more Already know what it is I'm the
better option A
problem to coexist I
been quietly getting tight, at this shit When I
quit growing, I'll get tire of this shit When they start caring 'bout the
likes and the
clicks When they stop riding on dicks That's when I'll rise in that conversation like I'm in your lady friends thighs Apologize if I'm talking shit, I
earned it This industry shit, I
kept low and learned it I
claimed it then I
affirmed My losses was always worth it My genius they never heard it My billboard a
conversation My come up was picture perfect