Doubled Down

I just dropped in on a millie I just walked in signed the billie I just doubled down on my self That's how confident I'm feeling All these cameras messin' with my mind And these bitches messin' with my time But I never let it bother me I still been on that gri-ind F*ck an ID F*ck a line leap I just walked in "Oh my B" All these labels be trynna sign me But I humbled up, how I be I just wanna get cash I'm here for the bag I'm in it for passion not paper I just flew in Got the jet lag Then I'm outta there See you later You ain't really bout it You ain't really poppin' You ain't really bout that life (Nah) I got my brothers They ride wit me Brought the gas money for the hike I hop out the coupe I pull up I hop out I pass If you ain't really down to ride with me Run a fade call it 40-yard dash You did or you didn't Respect my decision The flow in the vision You with it or missing I ain't trynna diss I'm just minding my business They all coming with Cause they all had a listen I'm poppin' I pop it I serve it Deserve it I'm sipping I'm trippin' You know it You heard it I'm flexin' My best hits You gon' learn your lesson I cannot Be tested You gon' learn your lesson I'm at it again "Oh shit he rappin' again" Have em take action again Step back like Harden To see I go harder The way I'm attacking the rim Imma ride through the city windows tinted No turning back Muscle relax Pull out my money in stacks Fucking around and I'm buying out Nordstrom rack Yeah I just dropped in on a millie I just walked in sign the billie I just doubled down on my self That's how confident I'm feeling All these cameras messing with my mind And bitches messing with my time But I never let it bother me I still been on that gri-ind I just dropped in on a millie I just walked in sign the billie I just doubled down on my self That's how confident I'm feeling All these cameras messing with my mind And bitches messing with my time But I never let it bother me I still been on that gri-ind Yeah Alright