(You´re not making this easy, Kyle) Tomorrow isn´t promised, so I gotta give it my all I ain´t knockin´ your hustle, just go and get it, my dog
Tomorrow isn´t promised, so I wake up and give it my all I ain´t knockin´ your hustle, just go and get it, my dog Wouldn´t even try it ´cause he got the switch in his palm Hand it over, took his kit, then took his shit to the pawn Imagine hittin´ a homer when they pitchin´ the ball All the critics in the bleachers, I won´t listen to y´all Probably turn into a zombie ´cause we hit it with noir All the drip that I´m droppin´ got me swimmin´ in sauce
Wake up and give it my all I ain´t knockin´ your hustle, just go and get it, my dog Wouldn´t even try it ´cause he got the switch in his palm Hand it over, took his kit, then took his shit to the pawn Imagine hittin´ a homer when they pitchin´ the ball All the critics in the bleachers, I won´t listen to y´all Probably turn into a zombie ´cause we hit it with noir All the drip that I´m droppin´ got me swimmin´ in sauce
Shit gotta be serious if I´m gettin´ involved
Used to get the open shots, but you was missin´ ´em all You was brickin´ ´em all, shit, you finished, my dog I got stick in my drawers, let me finish this log I´m tryna concentrate Think that I´m attached to it, I need the juice to operate Promise that it´s not today Ain´t have time to drop an eight Shit, I´m on the cranky side You can bullshit with your bag, but I´ma make me mines They know I´m goaty in that field, I´m on that Brady time We ain´t in no competition, you was born in ´85 You could be my unc or somethin´, with your old ass
Heard you told on your gang with your bold ass You a 6ix9ine, Tekashi If 12 try to flick me, I´ma get by with Masi´ Right through the coat, had to hipfire with Glocky (Brrt) (Shitty Boyz, Dog Shit Militia, yeah)
Nigga run out, he get smoked just like a loose leaf Fucked the nigga´s bitch, he didn´t know she was a groupie
My life is a movie, I ain´t talkin´ ´bout no Tubi My life is a movie, I ain´t talkin´ on demand You run up like Demi Lovato, sonny, you won´t get a chance I´ve been poppin´ Percocets and mixin´ ´em with Xans The way I keep it tucked, you might just think that I was trans Thinkin´ about Solar ´cause she won´t give me a chance Double up my cup and I be leanin´ Shawty steady eatin´ on my semen Shawty said she ´bout to let the team hit Shawty said she down to let my niggas run a train I´ve been sippin´ codeine every day, I can´t complain I was stuck in Moline, then I finally made a way Niggas talkin´ ´bout some shit they never did for real
You talkin´ shit, my niggas spinnin´ like a ferris wheel Solar wouldn´t fuck me, but I know Anosha will Anosha down to suck and fuck me each and every day Niggas hate ´cause they see the way I´m gettin´ paid I signed a record deal and went and bought a couple chains
Tomorrow isn´t promised, so I wake up and give it my all I ain´t knockin´ your hustle, just go and get it, my dog Wouldn´t even try it ´cause he got the switch in his palm Hand it over, took his kit, then took his shit to the pawn
Imagine hittin´ a homer when they pitchin´ the ball All the critics in the bleachers, I won´t listen to y´all Probably turn into a zombie ´cause we hit it with noir All the drip that I´m droppin´ got me swimmin´ in sauce