Tha Come Up

Let me tell you about me, young N.V. Shot my first K, I was just 13 hit my first jay, I was only 14 next year first heartbreak, she so mean But I'm up now My diamonds bust down My jacket seven racks, I call it "touchdown" I used to want these fancy things but it's must now I would go and spin your block, but it's the ghost town As a jit I'd get in trouble back in school Always got in fights so I never need a tool I could really beat some ass, but in front of girls I kept it cool Some niggas tried to play me, but I knew that I would rule I knew I was the one I'm a child of God his son If the opps slide I won't run I have two hands not no gun She's sweet my honey bun Why'd they compete if I already won? You cannot beat me I'm already done This not serious I do it for fun I am delirious I feel like a ton I don't know what to do Im just 15 years old and I don't got a clue I like hanging with my friends and jumping out the roof How much longer do I have this dumb shit to prove? Like I don't know the move Like I don't know what's next Sorry about the diamonds on me I was born to flex She steady blowing up my phone, but I'll ignore the text I ain't really worried about you I look forward to checks And diamonds on my neck Let me tell you about me, young N.V. Shot my first K, I was just 13 hit my first jay, I was only 14 next year first heartbreak, she so mean