1st Round 1st Pick

I've been waitin' on my turn but I'm startin' feel impatient Hustle day and night, can't wait to say that I made it Yeah I'm one-of-one, these niggas try to copy but can't paste it Love hard, if I don't f*ck with you then I can't fake it She only want me, I get money, I can rap and I get hoes They don't f*ck with me for real, they only want it for the pros Still ain't came up out the mud but don't nobody else know Stand on ten if I think she finna line me, hit the door Why I can't f*ck with bitches Think about a couple M's, I need a hunnid tickets I can't rock out with that bitch, she not a hunnid with it Said he hungry, we serve drac and come drummy with it Even in some joggin' pants, I don't look bummy in it I wake up in Arizona where the sun be hittin How you claim you bout your bag, you don't grind to get it Say she want my child, I came prepared, in this bag got like 4, 5 condoms in it You want that bag, right Would you get my name tatted on your ass, right? I treat her good cause I'm tryna make my past right But I'm still out the way, we barely talk, she gettin' mad I just want my cash right It should've been a hook, but I like to punch in I get kinda jealous when my bitch show too much skin I just wanna ball with Project, we just wanna win Tryna have us all on a jet when we fly in I think I'm smarter than niggas, I work harder than niggas In that kitchen, I probably cook harder than niggas I'm in college, yeah, I try to stay away from the killers Ask anybody word of mouth, they say I'm a realist I try to stay away from plastics You my mans if you ever need it, bro just ask me Ain't too fond of fightin' over hoes you can have it Sorry, ma, but if my plans fail, I'ma bag it I can't put my trust in her Even though I cannot trust her, still got love for her Yeah, that girl ruling on my world just like a governor Put a mask on in that kitchen, whippin' drugs in there Bein' lazy make me sick Hard to smile, keep my face down when I take flicks Like I'm in the draft, first round, first pick You ain't in your bag, day by dayin, face it Said you goin' harder than me, come on, race it Yeah, come on, let me race that shi Said you goin' harder than me, come on, race it Harder than who, me? I'd rather hit them MacBooks than fill out a application Either way, I know it's gon' be money that I'm makin Yeah, that's your bitch for the right nigga, she not takin Said he gettin' money, but can't prove it while he blakin Why you askin' for the sauce if you ain't workin' hard enough That's like askin' for a key without the car to start it up I think my cup like Rick Owens, the way I darken up I'm with Project, you would think we float, how fast we goin' up Project, Rackks