Tinted Glass blowing out the indo

Drugs fucking up my mental

Vibing to the instrumental

Tinted Glass blowing out the indo

Drugs fucking up my mental

Vibing to the instrumental

Tinted Glass blowing out the indo

Drugs fucking up my mental

Vibing to the instrumental

Waited on my time, I had that tick tock

Now they waiting on that time I let my shit drop

Boy my future looking shiny like that rollie wristwatch

Never thought a nigga make it from that bus stop

Said in 2019, I ain′t fucking with beef

Cuz I'm a man on this mission getting to the chicken

My mind is telling me yes

And the body telling me no

But either way a young nigga finna go

A young nigga finna show out

Always rep the set, it don′t matter if I go out

Got haters upset, I'm the one they make they show bout

See my road ahead, no sweat, nigga no doubt

Ballin' in the mix, full-court, and yo girl scout

Getting to the cookie

Please don′t treat me like a rookie shordy

Stay in your lanez, all that say it shit ain′t mandatory

I get a Dede then I bring her to my laboratory

Making classic bangers, please don't put me in their category

Call me a beast in his prime

Show the ones who slept on me that′s it's really bedtime

I ain′t playing with a bitch nigga getting outta line

If he don't want it fine

Trust that ima get mine

In the long run

Shit a marathon so I just begun

Grind so hard that I′m the first to see the sun

On the next day

I'm finna find my own way

So all you hating ass niggas can get the fuck up out my face

Bitch

Shooting for the stars like that ceiling on the wraith

Finna make my family straight I don't care what it takes

Tryna upgrade from them noodles to that steak

So my ties finna break with some niggas they be fake

Nah I ain′t a shooter, live a block from the slums

But the goal would be the same even if a nigga was

Little girls dying, got they mommas out here crying

If I said that I ain′t tryna make a difference I'd be lying

Ima preach to my young niggas

Know some of em drug dealers

But they could end up six feet under or with six figures

Gotta play it smart

And this coming from the heart

Remember when we all said we finna make it when we started nigga

Free all of my young bulls

Locked up in them cages

For all my niggas dead and gone

Hoped on this beat, and blazed it

Salute a nigga when he here

A nigga tryna hear that goat talk right now

Not in a couple years

Cuz I′ve been grinding for some time now

This my third year at it

I'm still working though

Tinted glass, blowing out the indo

Drugs fucking up my mental

Vibing to the instrumental

Back on my ship

Taking off

I just learn my lessons, I ain′t never take a loss

Saving up my money pay the cost to be the boss

Working in between, momma told me how to floss

Imma real nigga

Bars like saliva, I'm a heavy spitta

Bars like I′m Michael, I be making thrillers

And just because a nigga ain't a killer, I be killing beats

So I stand corrected, I'm the beat killer

Acting like ops, tryna hold me down

But be the same niggas saying that they wouldn′t make a sound

When the feds come knocking

But you be giving shoutouts once them niggas give you options

Nigga you need to stop it

I ain′t saying that it's wrong

Just don′t preach the stuff you wouldn't do

Based on what you hear in songs

Niggas lives are different

They put in a song to make you turn up

I′m rapping cuz I want you to listen

Tryna tell the world that nobody's voice is bigger than mine

Nobody′s voice is smaller, but know I'm one of a kind

And if you know it too and believe it then you gone find

That people say they see what you saying, but they be blind

I'm just tryna give my dreams that deserved win

Even considering the skin that I′m in

But people like to talk shit

So I talk my shit back

I ain′t tryna hear none of that

Hating on me

But

Most of you bitches barely 8 out 10

I keep it real, I rarely do fake pretend

If they a snake, just know that they ain't my friend

If they left at the start, they ain′t gone see the end

Stacking my bread, cuz I got money to spend

I knew I'd set it off when I copped the paper and pen

Ain′t like them other guys

My niggas see me grind, now my town impressed dough

Wa la, ta da

Just gave my city a save

City full of rappers, but still starting a wave

Haters thought I gave up, I did it to em again

Three years at it, but I ain't even begin

Girls hear this verse, they gonna go tell they friends

Guys hear my rhymes, now at the end of the day

The radio pressing play

The stadium pressing play

And on my way to the top, I ain′t caring bout what they say

Gang