They want a mixtape allright I've been working on this mixtape all night I've been working on this sound for my whole life Just to get it where it is so it sounds tight And the time's right But they don't care Cause i got a record deal nowhere I know where the rainbow ends There's a pot of gold there But it ain't my friend Cause daddy's giving me all the money i need And I'm spending it on YSL and weed And how the fuck are you gonna succeed? I'll figure it out, don't worry 'bout me I'm not another hummingbird on a tree I'm just a fly kid that will shit on you And i spit six-sixteen bars While I'm sitting on the moon and looking at the stars
On December 17th in 1988 I came into this world with a purpose Make no mistake I won't stop 'till I'm grey When i drop what i do It'll weed the whack fate I'm in a bad state But I'm coming back quick Cause tonight i'mma roll with a really bad chick The pants are tight But the pockets are thick I'mma call it a night cause I'm sickTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
