Matrix Lyrics

I'm in the Matrix

Feel like, I'm in the Matrix

I'm in the Matrix, yeah

I'm in the Matrix, yeah

I'm in the Matrix

I'm in the Matrix

I'm in the Matrix

I'm in the Matrix

Feel like, I'm in the Matrix

Livin' it up, you know that Imma get faded

Old school jag, but the engine the latest

It go too fast, that will tell em we made it

We made it

None of my bitches is basic

Might fuck her friend, they exotic, they Haitians

Hop in a Benz or the Audi regardless I'm racing

I'm in the zone, do not call me, don't want conversations

We made it

Cash fallin' over

Bitch, really tried it, think I'ma get her Fashion Nova

The bottle beside me, I'ma sip it till I'm in a coma

Get from behind me, I don't really know you

And I got diamonds, all up in my chocker

I love designer, you know I'ma show it off

Can tell by her brain, this bitch a know-it-all

I go insane, you know I'm goin' off

Look at the fit, you don't know what it cost

Free the legit, like they ain't break the law

They tryna sign me, I'm talkin' to A&R's

Still a dresser, I'm rockin' that Fear God

Got extended clip, know I can air it out

Hang with menaces, no, they don't play around

I'm no gentleman, I had to let her down

Your bitch, call me like, how did your day been

Bitch, I'm tryna go get it, I'm tryna go make M's

I've been in the mix if I want it, I go out and take it

I flooded the wrist and I'm takin' these trips

Yeah, like I'm on vacation

I went overseas and seen all these bad broads

It's a lot of temptation

Feel like, I'm in the Matrix

Livin' it up, you know that Imma get faded

Old school jag, but the engine the latest

It go too fast, that will tell em we made it

We made it

None of my bitches is basic

Might fuck her friend, they exotic, they Haitians

Hop in a Benz or the Audi regardless I'm racing

I'm in the zone, do not call me, don't want conversations

We made it,

Lil' bitch from PA, she say she mad joe

When I'm on the freeway, you know I'm on go

Got them steppers with me, yeah, wherever I go

Yeah, wherever I go

And she wanna be in my video

To the bros, wait we gon' be litty at shows

Showed his true colors, he ain't really my bro

We some roadrunners, we gon' kick down your door

Yeah, Watch me blow up like I'm Osama

All on my mind, I need more commas

All of the time, I got racks coming in

They really my kids, yeah, the way I'm sonnin' them

Try play me like kids, but I ain't one of them

I want me that Rolls, the Rafe or Cullinan

I'm like Steve Austin the way I'm stunning them

Load up the brinks, know the money coming in

Feel like, I'm in the Matrix

Livin' it up, you know that Imma get faded

Old school jag, but the engine the latest

It go too fast, that will tell em we made it

We made it

None of my bitches is basic

Might fuck her friend, they exotic, they Haitians

Hop in a Benz or the Audi regardless I'm racing

I'm in the zone, do not call me, don't want conversations

We made it