UPDATE, Pt. 2 ft. LilAce Lyrics

Aye

Yea

Summers Over 2

Na'am sayin

I told myself if ima do this shit

It's a certain standard that come with this shit

Gotta really pull that mask back let niggas know what it is

Can't play around with this shit

I know niggas plotting on my demise time after time

I know it must kill 'em to see me still rise

We was cool back in school but we not still guys

Time has changed and so did I, I'm moving with a different mind

We not on the same wavelength we ain't exchanging time

I ain't into wasting time and I can't let you waste mine

I'm sorry if you offended but, I gotta get it

I come from humble beginnings so now I'm focused on winning

Focused on living lavish and tappin into my passion

Creating opportunities for ones that don't have it

I never had satisfaction, when it came to talent

But its hard when you come from my city it's no attractions

Fuck it

No excuses I'm focused on improvement

Niggas making excuses those the niggas thats losing

You blaming everybody else because ya lack of movement

Don't ever take advice from a nigga that ain't do shit

Mixing an exotic strain with the champagne

It took me time to learn my lane I feel like Cam Payne

It's funny how I did 10 mil, no campaign

Y'all niggas rather ride a wave and that's a damn shame

Seeing Ms on my Distrokid was a sight to see

The numbers y'all niggas be doing that shit is lite to me

The music y'all niggas been dropping it ain't exciting me

I told you I don't wanna hear that shit do not send me a link

I'm getting head from a bitch you couldn't get to link

Thinking we in the same league how the fuck you think

We don't smoke the same, we don't fuck the same women

We both doing music we don't move the same digits

We both living life but it's a different life we living

You expect it overnight I grinded my whole life to get it

Moving on my time I don't need permission

These freestyles like a scrimmage or a exhibition

Ayo

And I'm locked in like Mamba

Got that Jordan post-retirement, 4-5 for the drama

Bang something solo

No secret service like presidents but the runtz Obama

Niggas talking smoke, I am the purifier

Came up from under my rock where I be chilling analyzing

Reassessed my value now my price the highest like Verizon

I peep the lies in these niggas raps and it's sad to see

Them childish ass songs y'all call bops should be in nurseries

I'm Thanos on the mic, me vs ya squad, it ain't no hurting me

Got my masters in rapping burn the booth down, that's 3rd degree

Imagine me, begging a nigga to go listen to my latest release

Ima just sit this food for thought right here til y'all catch up and feast

Ahead of my time, but always feel like I'm running out of it

Fake shit gone expose itself, I stay clear of the counterfeit

Take this life shit and conquer it, I'm on my job

A dirty world but I come thru fresh cause cleanliness is next to God

Nigga my name hold weight like a triple beam

I know that shit ain't always what it seems

That's why I never doubt my dreams

Success is your perception nigga please

Don't think you finna blow up so hard that the next man can't supersede

That's why I sit back and cool it

Cup of lunazel with lemonade and 80's music, with a fatty blunt to boost it

Speak facts when you talk who really do this music

The hardest out of the city of Hampton, excuse your confusion motherfucker

Joc whatup

Ace