MELODYS

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Heaven sent, heaven sent, heaven sent, heaven sent
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When I was 8, I had no money
Now I get cream, now a nigga stunting
Get a AP, now a nigga running
Now they hate me, cause a nigga huntin
Tell these niggas that I’m coming
Talking Benjis I’m in London
I was car crashing thought I’m gone
Can’t talk business with you niggas
I already know I’m on, I heard she playing my song
I got cookies in my bong, these niggas said i was wrong
Fuck a security I don’t need protect
I know who I am, I know how to move
I know how to live, I know how to rap
These niggas. these niggas. (yeah)
They lose just for the fact; they wanna flex; they wanna flex
You niggas whack; you niggas whack; no impact;
Do it for bitches, do it for the clout
Get enough digits, and you running your mouth
Do it — do it for bitches, do it for clout
Get enough digits, and you running your mouth
Stop running your mouth, you sound like Akademiks
I gotta play in your house, I gotta come whats happening
(whats happening, whats happening)
I’m on the run, what’s happening
Niggas they come for acting
I was out running it savage, yeah
I don’t need nobody. I don’t need nobody
I don’t need no shit. I don’t need no money
I don’t need no bitch. I don’t need no car
I don’t need no hoe. I don’t need no label
I don’t need no promo
I give a shit bitch. I’m on some rich shit
Niggas gon' switch shit; bitch shit
I wasn’t rich shit. Yeah, I get my… Oh
Oh shit, I knew you gon' fold shit
I get my bitch rich, you gotta stick hit
Whenever you see me, I know you won’t click shit, bitch
Tell these niggas that I’m coming
Talking Benjis I’m in London
I was car crashing thought I’m gone
Can’t talk business with you niggas
I already know I’m on, I heard she be playing my song
I got cookies in my bong, these niggas said i was wrong