WANTED

On my neck that’s 24
At home I got plenty more
Everyday I'm setting goals
And it’s all numerical
I see that you
talking about loyalty
Saying you **** wit me
homie then run it up
She wanna slide to the crib
and then hop on the bed
Where I keep all the money tucked
No we ain’t no taking no pictures
Keep my face out of your insta
I don’t mess with em thots
who chasing the clout
And they only gon live
for the mention
Bitch I’m in a different
dimension
Like Rick
and Morty moving godspeed
I think Me n G siamese
Cuz we the last of a dying breed
Showing no love show no affection
All of you blocking my blessings
Should I repent for all
of my sins
Or should I go
**** up the section
Ima born winner stay winning
Belt on me like Mayweather
Mike Amiri new suede leather
Black bandana on feet ok
Ima born sinner stay sinning
**** out my way
you should know better
Big banana wit the propeller
Go gorilla like oh shit
All of you running your mouth
While I’m lapping
you run the baton
Used to be bussin the sushi
And now its the mic guess
I’m back on the job
My face on a poster I’m wanted
Like I been breaking the law
Don’t get involved
if you are not ready for war
Quick with the draw
On my neck that’s 24
At home I got plenty more
Everyday I'm setting goals
And it’s all numerical
Ain’t got time for anecdotes
That’s just how the story goes
You gon give me my damn space
Hit me thru a telescope
Don’t kill my vibe
when I’m in my zone
Got somewhere to be
no ride alongs
If I don’t know you
then I probably won’t
So keep my name out your ig posts
We on a spaceship going home
From all these basic boring clones
Same ones that be showing love
Low key hating throwing stones
I keep a tight circle
I'm an asshole
Too many fake ones
with their masks on
Scheming
They will never catch me
slipping even on a broken ankle
And I'm thankful God
Prayer hands
as I open my third eye
Intuition is just something
part of I
Steady growth in time
Sign the checks
that’s the bottom line
Nothing much to it
I'm just tryna dine
Don't call me when I'm eating
I'm pressing decline
Trust me when I say this
I'm getting what’s mine
All of you running your mouth
While I’m lapping
you run the baton
Used to be bussin the sushi
And now its the mic guess
I’m back on the job
My face on a poster I’m wanted
Like I been breaking the law
Don’t get involved
if you are not ready for war
Quick with the draw