93' Premium Lyrics

Been down that road before this time I detour

To the game and score

Had to roger that like 10-4

They wanted this I got more

What you think this pot for

And they say life a bitch to me I gotta shoot my shot for

Man I gotta end up not poor

Ballin' Isaiah I.T.4

League with the greatest hit up Mama

Look I then really made it

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Vent to em one time mane

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Sketch the vision and gave it life like a animation

With my blessing breaking curses for my generation

Through the trauma found my purpose it took dedication

I'm overloaded on my hustle and my motivation

And I know success is a journey not a destination

Keep it moving

I'm getting better everyday

I gotta keep improving

Don't care how small the circle get

Ima keep removing all of the snakes

The flow is 93' premium all gas no brakes

All praise to my creator for not making mistakes

And this go for anything or anybody I face

If the shit get outta of line

I put it back in its place

This is a marathon you losing if you think it's race

Rap god hands together like I'm saying my grace

Saw the dream taking off and I decided to chase

I knew my talent was a given I just had to embrace and utilize

Now I'm here to handle my business no suit and tie

They gon know my name can't settle for Who am I?

Know that I'm the truth I promise why I would I lie

And I'm tryna live forever can't fathom the day I die

That's on my soul nigga

Just hustle don't talk about it it's gon show nigga

I'll be the living example

They gave up on me now I'm ballin like I'm Julius Randle

Kyrie Irving through the pressure they amaze by my handles

Double C this Chanel at first I thought it was Channel

Keep a Nina on my waist like I'm rocking a Flannel

Meditate I keep the peace time to light up a candle

Dubai dreams Fendi turban take a trip on a camel

I gotta make it out the hood that's the mission

Ain't no salary this all sales I'm making commission

Sub tweeting never me I gotta problem I'll mention

And all my ex hoes bitter I can tell by the tension

You doing you I'm doing better ain't gon speak on the rest

Treat the shit like bench press and get the weight off my chest

Any bitch that tried to play me had to settle for less

Won't catching me stressing hoes

Middle fingers up if I pose

Tippin 84's

Trill nigga forever throwed

And that's just how it goes

Push a Bentley and see the world is my latest goals

Board the yacht , pop plenty bottles shit let's do a toast

Chrome Hearts on my Phantom call it the Holy Ghost

Like I hold it for ransom I'm tryna get the most

Allergic to the bullshit I just got diagnosed

Shots falling through the net I watch my money gross

Shots falling through the net I'm Kobe in the post

It's overtime when I'm in the booth making rhymes

I'ma master of my craft and I elevated my mind

If I don't see the hate I can feel it like I was blind

I'm running the game nigga I'm talking no finish line

You ain't gotta go for yours but know I'm go for mine

If it's bout the fam I'm cutting throats and I'm breaking spines

Red bottom sneakers looking like I just stepped in Heinz

I know my time coming I can feel it I see the signs

Nigga

Yea

Just hear me out mane