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Subtle

Mak11

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When I get the money in a minute imma spend it

Yeah it ain′t nothing but a check

Been up on my hustle 'til I′m sick I'm tryna get richMan I ain't bluffing ′cause I′m blessed

Living through the struggle never give in I been destined

I had to make something from the stress

My digits finna double this a different kind of flexing

Me and my gang gunning for they necks

Dripping like a puddle shit fitting like a puzzle

I ain't playing don′t put it to the test

I ain't slip and I ain′t stumble been sipping my cup

I'm staying faded blowing bud up out my chest

With the clique we can′t crumble they wishing we'd fumble

Our game but they up against the best

In the middle of the jungle everything it isn't subtle

Every day don′t know what be coming next

I never really know what′s gon' come next

I′m steady switching flows like the subject

My bezel gon be froze get 'em upset

I′m ready bout to blow 'cause I′m up next

Get the fetti with my bros then we cut checks

I ain't messing with these hoes skip your drunk text

Every second I'm on go for my success

Never bend I never fold won′t be compressed

Know this weed I got be louder than a drum set

You gonna need a coffin mouthing off with dumb threats

Why they keep on copping out ′cause I'm a young vet

I can see they want the clout they acting suspect

Ain′t no reason to be doubting are you done yet

Mane my team be truly bout it realest ones left

Shawty freaky moving down just like the sunset

Opps be creepy looking clowns and I can't trust them

I got substance, I never lacked that

Ain′t no reluctance, I'm ready that′s facts

Y'all need adjustments, you better backtrack

Such an abundance, of steady rap cap

It's all redundant, I′m sick of whack tracks

I want them funds bitch, I′m finna stack racks

Look what I done did, to get a fat sack

My dawg be drug rich, he where the trap at

Might cop a couple whips I'm thinking red and matte black

I′m not the one to diss don't interject I′ll clap back

I want a flooded wrist all dripping wet on splash stat

My God I'm running this they tripping they can′t pass Mak

Been on some other shit I get ahead with fast laps

Think y'all done must have went and quit they never can match

When my profits double then I'm tripling the cash fast

Kid won′t stop for nothing in my city this they last chance

When I get the money in a minute imma spend it

Yeah it ain′t nothing but a check

Been up on my hustle 'til I′m sick I'm tryna get rich

Man I ain′t bluffing 'cause I′m blessed

Living through the struggle never give in I been destined

I had to make something from the stress

My digits finna double this a different kind of flexing

Me and my gang gunning for they necks

Dripping like a puddle shit fitting like a puzzle

I ain't playing don't put it to the test

I ain′t slip and I ain′t stumble been sipping my cup

I'm staying faded blowing bud up out my chest

With the clique we can′t crumble they wishing we'd fumble

Our game but they up against the best

In the middle of the jungle everything it isn′t subtle

Every day don't know what be coming next

Searching for one′s self is a journey for a lifetime

Life is what happens in between, that's your lifeline

Never ending journey when learning all these tight rhymes

You know that we splurging on the bling like hotline

Just 'cause I carry it well don′t mean it ain′t heavy

Baby you can tell I'm dried out like the levee

Nothing′s picked me up since I fell, I ain't ready

I wear my heart on my sleeve and it′s heavy

I know my worth, I refuse to let anyone tell me how to use it

And I make it work, I got the juice man your boy stone cold like Medusa

One with the earth, gonna live with my toes in the sand in Saint Lucia

Came from the dirt, but I'm so fresh so clean that they calling me loofa

Let me share with you what′s on the agenda

You ain't making weight cause you ain't a contender

You ain′t got to lie to kick it, we don′t want pretenders

One night with you feel like twenty-one, it must be September

I'm ′bout to hit the racks like I'm bubbly

She got me on my back we ain′t cuddling

We 'bout to raise the stakes you better double it

I got you in my scopes like I′m the Hubble bitch

Lagu lain oleh Mak11