
Don't Force It ft. Jei Siah Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Still out here tryna find me a competitor
I ain't beefing with no nerd or a redditor
Don't care for no ATLien, I'm a predator
Bitch, I'll rob your chain in the meta verse
Wonder what it's gonna take to get my job to work
Nowadays I'm just rapping for better or worse
Nightmares of being young all up in a hearse
Ivan in my ear telling me to go rehearse
I said "Baby, be calm, don't force it"
Why your ex man still tryna talk shit?
Just cause I made it rain on my chain and my ring is insane don't mean you can come for my name
For months I've been running this game
And I know that's a far fetched claim, uh
But look at my stats, my story, my glory, it's amazing the level of my brain
I made hips turn next to Morgan Hipworth
Baby you can go and google his net worth
I been shaking hands tryna build my network
You been shaking something else for an alligator Birk'
It's disgusting
Now I step up and I wonder what they must think
I'm in a booth with Ronit we're discussing
What it'll take to get the Rolex busting
At the seams, I'm living my dreams
Although this life ain't really what it seems
I'd put my neck out just to help my whole team
Tell me now, do you even know what that really means?
I stopped pressing myself and started pushing myself
Then I take a step back and look at my wealth
My fate is immortal like the tee that I'm wearing
All you boys are pussy like the shit that I be tearing
I'm balling like I'm Adam Kempton back in Melbourne
Bitch, I got murder on my mind like I'm Melvin
They busy casting stones, I'm throwing rocks like I'm Cain
Golden necklace for my hood, call it blockchain
Getting hits out the park like I'm Jackie Robinson
Riding in a Urus feeling like I'm Glen Thompson
I said baby, be calm, don't force it
Your ex still tryna talk shit
I said "Baby, be calm, don't force it"
Why your ex man still tryna talk shit?
Yeah I let that thing spray, feelin' lawless
Yeah you know that he never really got it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh, ah yeah
I told ten bad bitches to go home and figure out
How'd they all get here taking different routes
Is it cause I got fame to my name
Or the beats and the bars just drive you insane?
Lemme stop with the ABC, one two three, tryna time shit
Lemme take my watch off and show you I'm timeless
I'm on my divine shit
They can't deny this
Jei, what is you driving?
Straight Nicki Minaj's!
I swear I can't mess with taken girls no more
We twisty gettin busy her man bust through the door
Thought was the feds so I start bussin some more
Nine months then their baby start to bust on the floor
Baby shower time I still ain't grow up
Even though my head down yeah I keep my nose up
And I keep the flows up
Cocaine flonase
I told her not to stress, yeah, I been gone for four days
I bet you can't tell me what it feels like (feels like)
How it feels to live a real life (to live a real life)
Late bottle poppin' club nights
Privates section seeing new heights
LSD tabs in the bathroom
Orgies going down in the backroom
Ecstasy sliding down your veins
Pot heads saying "Dude this party's insane"
I said "Baby, be calm, don't force it"
Why your ex man still tryna talk shit?
Yeah I gotta level up, yeah I bossed it
Tsk, golds in my teeth, yeah I gotta floss it
Ahh-ahh
Talk shit, yeah
Why he still tryna talk?
Ooh-ooh, haaa-haaa
Ooh woah, yeah
Haaa-haaa