Ambitions (feat. King Bain)

[Yo who made this] [King Bain on the beat, so you know you bout' a turn up] I got some goals and ambitions Yeah, I'm on a mission I'm doing the best that I can Better than the competition I don't need permission for being as great as I am Lyrics are my ammunition put me in position That's where all this rapping began And if I was the transition and change my condition I'll come back and do it again I coming up and I'm reaching new heights I said it once, now I'm saying it twice Keep going up, that's some good ass advice Shoot for the stars and you know I'm precise Fucking with me that's a dick in a dyke Don't pull out the strap, bitch I'm ready to fight Pull up on me and I'm taking his life Pull out the stick if he don't wanna fight Take a step back I'm bouta break ya neck like a KitKat Who said mans all chit chat Who's that, young king Who, yeah They all wanna be me But I'm like John, they can't see me Success is in my view, you're transparent I can see right through you It's a new crew, 3D Who they be One, two and me, tryna make it out Every day in and out, but I ain't a burger Upside down, but Ine talking stranger things Like Polo G, I'm tryna get them finer things Headshot like I'm snippes No Wesley, no Ine talking bout blade Keep playing with me Run up and you gone catch this fade They call me a wannabe Show them I'm gonna be better than everyone That they putting in front of me Better than everything, they say I'm gonna be I'm coming up, ain't nobody in front of me New day New wave Get behind us Or get outta the way But don't get it twisted, just cause a nigga lil distant Does not mean I forgot y'all niggas Y'all niggas assisted telling me to stay consistent Insisted a run of my digits Grateful for y'all niggas, some of these niggas be switching Shit hit the fan and they snitching Niggas belong in a kitchen, you niggas belong in a kitchen Grrr, pow, Imma skip town, see my wrist drown Everybody wanna f*ck with me for benefits now Feel like lil Tjay, I'm getting rich now Gotta make it to the top I don't give a shit how Gotta stack up my racks bitch I'm tryna leave town Gotta cover up my track I ain't tryna get found Bitch I feel like I'm Dax, how the one take sound Bitch I feel like I'm Dax, how the one take sound I got some goals and ambitions Yeah, I'm on a mission I'm doing the best that I can Better than the competition I don't need permission for being as great as I am Lyrics are my ammunition put me in position That's where all this rapping began And if I was the transition and change my condition I'll come back and do it again I coming up and I'm reaching new heights I said it once, now I'm saying it twice Keep going up, that's some good ass advice Shoot for the stars and you know I'm precise Fucking with me that's a dick in a dyke Don't pull out the strap, bitch I'm ready to fight Pull up on me and I'm taking his life Pull out the stick if he don't wanna fight