Controllers Lyrics

Its been a minute, haha

Fredo back in the Stu man

Yeah, hold on

Like, hold on

Haha

I be to safe when I'm on it

Keep my head to tact like a bonnet

Remember those nights I was starving

Got to thank God he kept me on target

I jump in the whip and I start it

Remember those days in the A with a cartridge

Remember I was telling the Sergeants

Imma be special one day you going to watch it

Can't handle this pressure I'm stomping

Dishing out prayers to God like I'm Stockton

I stay in my lane I be rocking

Don't don't care I told you I'm locked in

I'm weaving this hate like I'm bobbing

Hide in the dark, its not safe they be plotting

I'm in my bag not a Birkin

Run this back who said I was parking

Being built up to last

Like who said I was stopping

This isn't a sprint it's a long race

Taking my time take a break back at my place

These brothers be thinking it's a rat race

Chasing this bag with no vision that's a bad case

I'm from New York check the Tri-State

God got me never lack on a bad date

I remember those nights on my bad days

I drink and I drove, kick the clutch like Mbappe

Wake up missed a Parlay

Had no money through it all on a Parlay

They came to evict my car

No one to blame this was all my mistakes

Man it still hits my heart

I really don't know how I made it through those days

But I always knew I'd go far

Farther than Nets at they home, at the Barclays

I had no time for songs

Brody was chasing this dream like a blind date

Man I was just thinking of Mars

Take two trips land back on the stars, hah

I used to be thinking about cars

Now I think too deep about God

Like I drip when I'm walking splash no curry but my brothers in motion, haha

Got a good heart that's a bonus

You reach I teach stepped on like Sabonis

No dusse but the Word is my potion

My flow so smooth like the river and ocean

I'm learning the Word now I'm coaching

Life too short to just be observing

I be to safe when I'm on it

Keep my head to tact like a bonnet

Remember those nights I was starving

Got to thank God he kept me on target

I jump in the whip and I start it

Remember those days in the A with a cartridge

Remember I was telling the Sergeants

Imma be special one day you going to watch it

Can't handle this pressure I'm stomping

Dishing out prayers to God like I'm Stockton

I stay in my lane I be rocking

Don't don't care I told you I'm locked in

I'm weaving this hate like I'm bobbing

Hide in the dark, its not safe they be plotting

I'm in my bag not a Birkin

Run this back who said I was parking

Who said I was parking

Uhh, haha haha

I'm in my bag not a Birkin

Run this back who said I was parking

I'm in my bag not a Birkin

Run this back who said I was parking

Who said I was parking