atmosphere

They copy the swag
They wna b me but im coolin
Me n the gang in la
U at home steady fkn juulin
For me its up like stocks
For u its steady losin
The atmosphere gts weird in here
N now ur hoe fkn choosin
N bitch u ain’t stackin up so u snoozin
This shit way2 crazy for my head
Last yr i was broke like as a btch
U dnt wna talk bout what was said
But u can turn it round u js gotta flip the switch
Im high in the air like a pilot
He wna kill me he ain’t try yet
Why he talkn i ain’t even die yet
Ok (zz) run 2 the bag btch im all in
30 stories i think tht im fallin
Why does she js keep on callin
Told her dnt wnt her so now she js stallin
2020 i see thru the lames
It was js u n ur bros tho
This yr they all knowin our names
Walk in the spot n she takin sum photos
U was down bad u hit new lows
U ain’t got like nun 2 show 2 me
In the club im in my glo
Cuz thats wht the music js tends 2 js do to me