YESTERDAY
Lyrics
Must think I'm dumb or something
Must think I'm damn stupid
These niggas they not 100
Wrist colder than Vancouver
I'm riding a new Ferrari
You riding a damn Buick
These haters they say I'm losing
They don't come around see me do it
And you know my shit be improving
I swear the god the way it's going ain't no other way
And all that bullshit that they talking is for yesterday
Yeah, you gotta watch who u be chilling with some of these niggas be phony they fake and they foe
I'm looking in silence and moving shit different but I stay dripping from head to the toe
You fuck with the gang, we wiping your nose
I'm writing these poems, you writing in prose
Stay focused on music through all of the lows
The best way to forget about all my woes
Counting fetti on fetti
Staying ready and steady
Yeah, I'm not from this earth bitch I think I'm a martian
Driving that new whip it look like a starship
See how I'm gettin these fans finally get some bands and a nigga is just getting started
Might take a flight to Japan, flyer than Peter Pan, Kawasaki a nigga departed
See some niggas waving I say miss me with that fake shit
They be in the grass I see them all up on some snake shit
Niggas I fell off with prolly thinking contemplating
Some might even call me before the day Imma make it
Must think I'm dumb or something
Must think I'm damn stupid
These niggas they not 100
Wrist colder than Vancouver
Young nigga they see me stunting
Been doing my own maneuvers
I'm riding a new Ferrari
You riding a damn Buick
These haters they say I'm losing
They don't come around see me do it
And you know my shit be improving
I swear the god the way it's going ain't no other way
And all that bullshit that they talking is for yesterday
I'm countin these stacks
I'm countin these racks
My shoota ain't ten but he come wit the Mac Clap
Keep scoring like Messi I wanna make sure that my name heard all over the map
Rappin like a maniac just to see how they react
All on IG talking cap they know exactly where we at
When we pull up to the function we blow that shit down
When we see u at the function u don't make no sound
Ain't you starting to fucking see that we running the town
We the hottest in the city the realest around
Must think I'm dumb or something
Must think I'm damn stupid
These niggas they not 100
Wrist colder than Vancouver
Young nigga they see me stunting
Been doing my own maneuvers
I'm riding a new Ferrari
You riding a damn Buick
These haters they say I'm losing
They don't come around see me do it
And you know my shit be improving
I swear the god the way it's going ain't no other way
And all that bullshit that they talking is for yesterday
Must think I'm dumb or something
Must think I'm damn stupid
These niggas they not 100
Wrist colder than Vancouver
I'm riding a new Ferrari
You riding a damn Buick
These haters they say I'm losing
They don't come around see me do it
And you know my shit be improving
I swear the god the way it's going ain't no other way
And all that bullshit that they talking is for yesterday
Yeah, you gotta watch who u be chilling with some of these niggas be phony they fake and they foe
I'm looking in silence and moving shit different but I stay dripping from head to the toe
You fuck with the gang, we wiping your nose
I'm writing these poems, you writing in prose
Stay focused on music through all of the lows
The best way to forget about all my woes
Counting fetti on fetti
Staying ready and steady
Yeah, I'm not from this earth bitch I think I'm a martian
Driving that new whip it look like a starship
See how I'm gettin these fans finally get some bands and a nigga is just getting started
Might take a flight to Japan, flyer than Peter Pan, Kawasaki a nigga departed
See some niggas waving I say miss me with that fake shit
They be in the grass I see them all up on some snake shit
Niggas I fell off with prolly thinking contemplating
Some might even call me before the day Imma make it
Must think I'm dumb or something
Must think I'm damn stupid
These niggas they not 100
Wrist colder than Vancouver
Young nigga they see me stunting
Been doing my own maneuvers
I'm riding a new Ferrari
You riding a damn Buick
These haters they say I'm losing
They don't come around see me do it
And you know my shit be improving
I swear the god the way it's going ain't no other way
And all that bullshit that they talking is for yesterday
I'm countin these stacks
I'm countin these racks
My shoota ain't ten but he come wit the Mac Clap
Keep scoring like Messi I wanna make sure that my name heard all over the map
Rappin like a maniac just to see how they react
All on IG talking cap they know exactly where we at
When we pull up to the function we blow that shit down
When we see u at the function u don't make no sound
Ain't you starting to fucking see that we running the town
We the hottest in the city the realest around
Must think I'm dumb or something
Must think I'm damn stupid
These niggas they not 100
Wrist colder than Vancouver
Young nigga they see me stunting
Been doing my own maneuvers
I'm riding a new Ferrari
You riding a damn Buick
These haters they say I'm losing
They don't come around see me do it
And you know my shit be improving
I swear the god the way it's going ain't no other way
And all that bullshit that they talking is for yesterday
Writer(s): Bradley Lysse
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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