Get out of my face ft. Mustache Mello Lyrics

Yeah

Aye man no matter what you do niggas gone hate you for it

Who's problem is that

Hey its Rock aye

Aye F.E.R aye

Turn up Lets go

Aye they made me a one out of one

You ain't seen what I been through

And you don't know what I'm bout to become

You niggas flying way to close to the sun

A real king worry bout his own kingdom

Dawg I ain't trippin bout none of them

I want mines I ain't trynna fit in

Y'all ain't ready for my prime baby

I ain't chose this

This what they made me

Fool traumatized

Feel like I'm crazy

You really think you gone be good after playin me

Nah

You can scratch that

Flashbacks of being stabbed in the back

To protect ya heart you gotta savage that

I'm just trynna live

How you mad at that

I ain't grimey like you niggas that brought this out of me

I'm trynna get rich

But I wore that rolled wit it came up and turned it into strength

How you got the nerve to judge me

What would you do then if you was me

Got a short fuse for a thief

And anybody that remind me of my enemies

Up in the morning and I'm up in that booty

Yeah

Hitting gas I be rolling that loose leaf

All this tough talk

It ain't gone move me

Be yourself boy you is a groupie

I want cream I'm addicted to blue cheese

Hit the scene and we making a movie

Who knew I would grow like this

I came here on a mission

I ain't know that I would be this lit

Now they all in my business

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Mustache

Throwing out cutters but this ain't no baseball

Sending them shots to your phone

Knock your face off

I don't work for Delta but I'm bout to take off

You niggas ain't fighting

You niggas like Jake Paul

Had to build up the hustle

My money was way small

Had to learn from my losses

Rebound from the great fall

Bout to run it up like Saquon

Ain't got no insurance

Call State Farm

Keep a chopper with a leg so I stay armed

Hold on Jake before I pull the drake out

Had a flood on my chain

Call it lake out

So much money around

Need a Rake

How I keep in the paint

Cuz the money be fake

Want the bread so I let em eat cake

No new friends you can't touch on my plate

Money turning the love into hate

Or the love is an act so it's fake

I remove I subtract I replace

Turn the fake to the hell out my face

Before I go hulk in this place

To the past I must erase

Use my future

I gotta replace

My mistakes of yesterday

Yeah even though I learned these straight

Get the hell up outta my face

Who knew I would grow like this

I came here on a mission

I ain't know that I would be this lit

Now they all in my business

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Who knew I would grow like this

I came here on a mission

I ain't know that I would be this lit

Now they all in my business

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Get out of my face

Get out of my face