Hit the Studio
Don't cry
Man you know my flow is cold
And I'm only making bangers
When I hit the studio
I'm I'm I'm only making bangers
When I hit the studio
All this mess they say I'm talking
But I still feel like I'm winning
They don't like the way I'm walking
Should I start from the beginning
I had nothing I had no one
I came straight from out the dirt
I was in the closet praying
Heal my mind and ease the hurt
Think I'm worth a couple billion
When I drop I make it skirt
First I make a beat that's illy
Then I hit the mic and flirt
I would like to use an onomatopoeia
I'm a nerd
Told my momma watch me do it
I'm going to get what we deserve
I go psycho I go dumb
Every track I'll make you numb
In this game that I've been slaying
Feels like I'm the only one
Only son
I been playing
But now I think I'm done
Yeah I'm everything she wanted
And now we're having fun
No time
For no groupies in the line
For no phony little friends
Who just pray for my demise
Not nice
And I'm really cutting ties
I'm going to take care of my family
Tell the rest of ya'll goodbye
Don't cry
When you see me at the show
As I'm strutting through my city
I been plotting on the low
Don't lie
Man you my flow is cold
And I'm only making bangers
When I hit the studio
Yeah it's true that I been working on the low
On the low
All these angels
They been watching like a show
Like a show
All these moves that I been making
Like this life is for the taking
They were laughing at me hating
Now they see me elevating
Got the whole ground shaking
Bringing home the bacon
I do what it takes
There is no debating
Now my sound is ground breaking
In the cut I'm operating
I'm the leader of the pack
No I'm not exaggerating
Said he waiting for my cup
Fill it up fill it up
I been crawling through the mud
Look at me
I'm a stud
I ain't looking for no problems
Best believe that I could solve em'
Yeah I started from the bottom
I was chasing
But I caught em'
No time
For no groupies in the line
For no phony little friends
Who just pray for my demise
Not nice
And I'm really cutting ties
I'm going to take care of my family
Tell the rest of ya'll goodbye
Don't cry
When you see me at the show
As I'm strutting through my city
I been plotting on the low
Don't lie
Man you my flow is cold
And I'm only making bangers
When I hit the studio
