Flee Lord Line Stay Buzzin
[Intro]
I had to light this genre
That's why I asked you to bring it back
Huh
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
[Verse]
Started on the staircase, now we needing air space (Uh huh)
If I wasn't rapping, I'd be robbin' niggas bare face
Struggle after struggle, I bubble till I double (Till I double)
Recorded by the law, I'm on shit but I'm humble (humble)
Griselda gave me light, now I'm taking flight
Twelve drops, twelve months I ain't selling [?] the fight (Uh huh)
Kids eating, [?]
Ain't no cribs leaving
Gotta hold the conference call, if we need a big meeting
COVID tried to stop us, and [?] without would rot us
Send the stress in my direction and I'd go inside my pockets
Still blowin' on the baccy, all these hoes don't attract me
When that real bag drop, I'm a open up a factory
Fly neighbors, vibin', getting high (high) in the skyscraper
[?] ashes on the front of a side [?]
Sipping Pellegrino, with my niggas sellin' kilos
Some niggas got jobs, all different ghetto people
Eating rare ices
But I'm sitting in the sun, livin' on the [?]
Lord switchin' different guns
Huh? Yeah
Servin' in the [?]
Lord switchin' different guns
Horns stay buzzin' (Horns stay buzzin')
Ho, the climb ain't nothin' (The climb ain't nothin')
You on the same album? (You on the same album?)
I just slayed a dozen (I just did twelve)
Work ethic legendary (Work ethic legendary)
First slap was secondary (The first slap was secondary)
We be [?] hangin' like a purse (*ringtone sounds*)
'Cause the [?] was secondary
