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Kyle Oh-woah Oh yeah It's emotional How can I trust them man? (How?) When I been snaked before, man, how do you expect me to understand? (How?) Even with the upper hand, I still wanna spark them man Now they all pree us, but the whips ain't from Japan Looking like a hundred grand, that's right, man's looking like a hundred K No, we ain't nothing like them man, unlike them, man's custom made Woulda got a custom plate on the brand new Merc' but that's fucking bait (Bait) And I'm in Central, chilling with bosses, touching base Then I linked up with bae and got her a bag from YSL (YSL) And I ain't getting her shit if she ain't gеtting shit by herself Seen her do it for thе 'Gram, but in real life, she's shy as hell I really had to buy and sell, no Bonny and Clyde, just clientele Like, hustle, I might as well and I might take a break but the grind don't stop Never had options, why you think man had to OT bop? (Bop, bop) If you knew what I grossed, just heard my tunes in the grocery shop Hate when I see man spending money when they owe me guap What? Make a scene, should we mosh pit? Major key and we locksmiths Made some P and we got rich SongtexteSold dark and we got lit Spaceship, in the cockpit Pulled over, she hopped in Rode with me and she got whip Older niggas hating on the kid (Woo) How can I trust them man? (How?) When I been snaked before, man, how do you expect me to understand? (How, how?) Even with the upper hand, I still wanna spark them man (What?) Now they all pree us, but the whips ain't from Japan Looking like a hundred grand, that's right, man's looking like a hundred K (Hundred K) No, we ain't nothing like them man, unlike them, man's custom made (Custom made) Woulda got a custom plate on the brand new Merc' but that's fucking bait (Bait, bait) And I'm in Central, chilling with bosses, touching base Never been underpaid (Nah) Pull up, do Jump Out Gang, no, I'd rather get money, yeah You can search the web, ain't a rapper that's spun me (No, no) AV the GOAT and I'm best in the country (Best, GOAT) Fans got their hands on me, MCs can't touch me I had to hammer the game (Woo) Still with my niggas from back in the day Remember when I couldn't get a reply Now I got bitches all spamming the page Feds got my gang in the cage Sat in a cell and I'm sat in a rave Tell me how could I have road rage (How?) When I'm not the one driving? (I ain't even driving) Follow my dreams, now man don't have to get followed by sirens (Woo, woo) Black Beatle boy, let me holler my stylist (Let me holler) Stood in a mirror, but when I reflect, I'm sitting in silence (Ay) Wonder why I didn't get guidance (Nah) LV pound for the LV bag (Hey) LV kicks with the LV hat (Huh?) Saw this chick with the LV swag (Hey) Health is wealth, we're a healthy match (Healthy match) You do what I say, don't tell me that (Nah), yeah They hear man ain't ringing and bell me back (Yeah) How can I trust them man? (How?) When I been snaked before, man, how do you expect me to understand? (How do you expect me to?) Even with the upper hand, I still wanna spark them man (Nah) Now they all pree us, but the whips ain't from Japan Looking like a hundred grand, that's right, man's looking like a hundred K (Hundred K) No, we ain't nothing like them man, unlike them, man's custom made (Custom made) Woulda got a custom plate on the brand new Merc' but that's fucking bait (Bait, bait, bait) And I'm in Central, chilling with bosses, touching base Let me just cut to the chase It's emotional Aus Songtexte Mania