TheMatrix Lyrics

(Fill it up, tryna fill my brain)

(Fill again)

I need to chill for real

A young nigga ill for real

I need a dose of the money, the power, the girls, the thrill

I post on the hill, I'm watching the block yeah

What I'm tryna feel the plug give me options

I break the weed it break down my thoughts

If it's coming to me it came in a box (Hey, bitch)

Imma need all the dinero (All of it)

I sit on the throne like a Pharoah (Ahh)

While the money fall out my Amiris (Ahh)

I hope they taking me serious (Alright)

I might just talk to to the mirrors (Alright)

I'm the only nigga who's seeing me

Make these bitches die (Die)

All these niggas could die in front of me I wouldn't have no feelings (I'm a rider)

That's just how I'm living that is not yo' business (Hop inside it)

They say that they feel me yeah they know the deal

All my niggas ride all my niggas die

Mmm, We never complacent yeah

I'm never gone go out sad

I'm escaping the matrix

Escaping the past, we did the dash

Follow me and we gonna last

Go and get yo' bag

This is not a drill

I won't hold you back

I can't hold on for much longer

I'm out my mind yeah

Only when I'm gone tell me what you on

Uh, Stuck inside my mind

Locked up in a room, but I got plenty room

Lobby Boys we come though and shake the mood

Never Fold we pop up and make a movie

Let's go, watch me make a move (Skirt)

Let me show em' proof (Skirt)

I'm not built to lose (Skirt)

Shoot up out the roof huh

Hop up out the coupe

All my bitches cool I fuck with em'

But they do too much

Four-four car garage

Made it out the slums I need an applause

It's time for a main I am done with broads

If she say my name that hoe getting slain

Mmm, We never complacent yeah

I'm never gone go out sad

I'm escaping the matrix

Escaping the past, we did the dash

Follow me and we gonna last

Go and get yo' bag

This is not drill

I won't hold you back

I can't hold on for much longer

I'm out my mind yeah

Only when I'm gone tell me what you on

Uh, Time to take it home

Nigga this is home run and I'm tryna get off scott free (Hey)

Yo' bitch hate on you because you not me

Yo' bitch hate on you because you got weak (Aye nigga)

I just bout forty on like four g's (On me)

Should I buy these fucking Forgi's for my shorty? (Shorty)

So she can bring her friends over

Let's get an orgy going (Orgy)

Told her give me space I'm tryna get my own thing going

Breezy going plat ooh off a mixtape

I got me a vibe ooh in the Bentayga (Bentayga)

She rough man she said she tryna take it

I just hope she make it out The Matrix