SZA holla at me

Riding dolo in the whip Sza holla at me Just a Carolina boy that's a dollar and a Dream And I cut her off quick It's not as shallow as it seems Cause you know that boy deep Riding in a 4 seat Glove box unlocked because you know it stores heat Lawyered up with court fees Know they can't afford these They can't figure me out They got aggression towards me Kick a different kind of game that you can't watch in 4D Come f*ck with a G Swear they never have a clue Only listen to a fool to show me what I shouldn't do I already know it all And in my lane like bowling balls Give a f*ck about your pain cause they already wrote it off Got me talking to my homies scrapping dollars off of fiends Rottweilers on the team Life aint always what it seems When you're out chasing a dream But it writes a good book And the day my stories told I pray that nothing's overlooked Understand I never ran look at how that man do Unless we're talking bout the police bringing sprinter vans through Ran that shit without a choice Smoked loud to kill the noise I will keep proving my point and I won't bend like bamboo Mirror mirror on the wall I don't want to get involved With people talking out their necks And be the realest of them all It got me walking with aggression It's okay to be you Took a step back from the mirror All that shit just came true Damn Better see me face-to-face before you tell them lies I won't ever trust a soul that can't look in my eyes Pop up on 'em now their shook and looking paralyzed Devin booker with the hook if we were ever tied Fatality now they fatalized Counting all my blessing I don't play with life Say it twice Don't Cross me like hands on the chest Less you're the praying type Or mummified wrap 'em up find somewhere deep to lay at night They try to hold you on the low don't give you room to grow But bitch I just paid my rent from money off the studio Really in my prime I don't have time for a stupid hoe Keep my eyes peeled on cars passing that's been moving slow Really got me tripping I'm gripping up on the handle Not to mention never slipping John Dillinger with the ammo Single I ain't tripping off bitches that I had ran through All of 'em get canceled Not dealing with a scandal I just want my peace like Meta after the Palace Facing any challenge I'm never tripping like Alice Congratulations to my homie on the birth of his son Build wealth for generations while they're perfect and young Like Vince or Trea These bars heavy how much does your pencil weigh And double up off the extra effort that I spent today That's light bars if you're calorie counting Don't count me out of this one day I'll be on top of the mountain When I counter the counter attacks they tell me touché This high-quality I quench their thirst like Bobby Boucher Shots of the d'ussé I'm retro like the 12s and hotter than blue flames Like Gotham and Bruce Wayne In the whip Sza holla at me Just a Carolina boy that's a dollar and a Dream And I cut her off quick It's not as shallow as it seems Cause you know that boy deep Riding in a 4 seat