ONNA 10

Ten, ten, ten, ten Ten, ten, ten, ten On God, ten, ten, ten Life is better in October, this the greatest month And we still waitin' on that blow up like the fakest stunts My birthday just passed, it's time to grow up but I can't plan to run I got business to attend to I'm murkin' all instrumentals A God given gift, how can I better the odds I'd rather not take the applause I'd rather stop faking it cause The time just keeps runnin' Like a president that's tryna' prove something I can relate, I gotta make it shake I'm tryna move somethin' The world in shambles, in need of ammo and repentance Well, heres the ammo that we need I bleed to pens to make amendments This soul is fed through music and don't you tell me something different But if you do, make sure you choose these words that you can live with What's next Give me something next ten, ten, ten, ten Give me another one Greenlight ten, ten, ten, ten I feel like I'm the greatest one Me and gang, we step on shit Just like we are dog owners Y'all loaners Y'all owe us I just need my style back We laid out every blueprint for you just to never call back Brtttttttttttttttt Pickin' up, who is this Niggas been gettin' me pissed Poppin' out parodon of my wrist And these rappers, they keep tryin' to diss Better option to get off my dick All it take is time I keep tellin' Jayyv because he on the fence Life is better in October You can keep that as a quote um Reminisce when I was younger Tryin' to learn to sound like Hova Now my shit be gettin' plays From California to Arizona Shit Dakota, I'm a boulder You niggas older I'm tryna' what And all of my shit off the top Just got a coupe and it came with a drop I used to be broke, bitch I couldn't buy socks Switching it up, I'm copping a lot now I got the shit up on lock now I am the cream of the crop Remindin' you rappers I'm not supposed to make it here Bitch, I seen my big cousin drink wock And that shit did a lot to me Seen the path that y'all was goin' on Look like hypocrisy Rather make a band off makin' bangers Tip-top hip-hop MC I wanna be known, so in in the zone I let that phone ring Brtttttttttt Pickin' up, who is this Niggas been gettin' me pissed Poppin' out pardon of my wrist And these rappers, they keep tryin' to diss Better option to get off my dick All it take is time I keep tellin' Jayyv because he on the fence