Tell me what it is What you want from me, boy You want me to die I just wanna vibe, but They gon′ hate when they know you're this high They gon′ hate when they know you're this high They gon' hate when they know you′re this high They gon′ hate when they know you're this high
You outta luck All of a sudden, I came with a clutch they callin′ my bluff (brrt) At least, so they thought, bitch, I'm out of the mud (bitch) They sendin′ shots we poppin' it off the minute it′s up (grrt, baow) I'm toastin' to us
This for the days I would ride on the bus, go off the top Damn, that kid no better than me I made a vow from the moment I knew I was it That I′d give niggas somethin′ to see I took a break 'cause I got a hedge in this shit I′m leadin' it comfortably Niggas was hatin, they said that I wouldn′t be shit But my destiny's certain to me (wait)
Just ′cause you give niggas something to see That don't automatically give 'em a vision YC so sick, inside his veins Look like a botched surgery incision Your last album flopped, man, those are the facts I′m sorry, but there ain′t no revisions This next verse so hard there might be a motherfucking two-way collision
I know what you are like it's see-through I pay my own bills, I don′t need you One chance, ain't no redo That′s why every verse must be lethal Stick to the code, stick to the code Stick to the code, stick to the The bread, the money, the cheddar, the dough Whatever you call it, shit, I got a lot
Aura laughed at the spiritual cleanse Trust me, I'm tryna put down the pot Came a long way from "Feastin′" I just hope y'all remember the lessons I've taught Eternal peace, everlasting joy That′s the one thing we all sought But I′m here to tell you today It's the one thing that cannot be brought
I don′t wanna say it, too early to jinx me I'm the goat, the king so clearly Something′s different in what I'm breathing Give a fuck that my time is fleeting I′ve been there, and I went I might be heaven-sent That stress is time spent So I wrote it, turned it into M's
Next up, it certainly depends I took a break to get my head straight Then I got tied up like a figure eight Now it's time to get locked, get my numbers up But if I don′t, like ED, I don′t give a fuck I've been in hell for every day, now it′s hell to pay It feels great, wait
I've been on the mic since 14 I made noise, but still ignore me Rode a wave, but it′s so boring Your shit talking is so corny My numbers up, I get paid So homie, I'm up anyway I was gone, but I′m here to stay So why you sleepin' when it's clear as day? I just got more to show, wait, go
Tell me what it is What you want from me, boy You want me to die I just wanna vibe, but They gon′ hate when they know you′re this high They gon' hate when they know you′re this high They gon' hate when they know you′re this high They gon' hate when they know you′re this high
Compositores: Trixie Cabi, Cisse Hamza, Leone Michael, Roberts Alex