Mature

I don't think that I can rap no more I don't rap no more Been focusing on pages Thinking less about the stages I don't think that I can write no more Need a vibe or more Been focusing on ladies Thinking less about being famous Been in lecture halls Trapped in these four walls Doing drugs, getting faded Forgot the Fader Oh I'll do that later Thought I was bad But I didn't know jack son Got scared of heights So I couldn't reach the top son Don't produce no more Don't freestyle no more I'm feeling bitter Like Alomo Need strong bars like kpomo So forgive me if I can't rap If I'm wack If anytime you hear my verse You feel like throwing out the trash Guess I got 9th grader flow Go ahead call me randy You rappers still got starving bars Lepa Shandi Yet let a nigga try me You won't know why you seeing tiny Everyone is rapping it's a sad thing Nigga better face your books Get your engineering degree Let me breath Ain't no space up on the throne Been on break for a while Good music make you deaf Omo bros watch the throne And imma set the tone Yeah imma just set the tone I don't think that I can rap no more I don't rap no more Been focusing on pages Thinking less about the stages I don't think that I can write no more Need a vibe or more Been focusing on ladies Thinking less about being famous They sleeping They think they winning They super stupid They thinking they at the ceiling Boy they is kidding I'm sitting looking and laughing I'm stacking stacking I'm sitting looking and laughing I'm stacking stacking while These boys forming mature Walahi they never mature These chicks forming mature Walahi they never mature These boys forming mature Walahi they never mature These chicks forming mature Walahi they never mature Check it They jumping on tracks and trash the record In a bolt so fast you saying they dumb and reckless I am steady on my grind No not like homosexuals I just sit back no relax And make beats on my laptop I'm tryna stay on top So stop the negativity and plus up You fucking lie for your money You ride grandads for your money So how the f*ck you step up to me Telling me you is winning Man that shit don't really pay Work hard don't push it stupid Look that is not your Bentley Don't you pose with that car Audio money Everybody really rich on the gram Butt pads, X max Now she feel she in charge But still you can't judge Right or wrongs a facade Mostly Took one step on the stage Surprised they know me Then I look the other way I saw they tryna clone me I just write these rap And pray the right one notice God protects the trap niggas Also who we're close with They sleeping They think they winning They super stupid They thinking they at the ceiling Boy they is kidding I'm sitting looking and laughing I'm stacking stacking I'm sitting looking and laughing I'm stacking stacking while These boys forming mature Walahi they never mature These chicks forming mature Walahi they never mature These boys forming mature Walahi they never mature These chicks forming mature Walahi they never mature