Don't Tell Me To Chill ft. Ynlftray Lyrics

(Woah)

It's always the same thing

I've been in my own lane

Tryna leave a stain

But

How much more will I be able to take

It's seems like the love I'm receiving is fake

I bet it all, it's everything at stake

Don't tell me to chill, it's a lot on my plate

Don't tell me to chill, it's a lot going on

I'm leaving, my future is not in this home

I wish I could say that I'm not on my own

If I did, I'd be lying 'less I gotta clone

I've been through the pain so, why do it feel new to me?

Don't speak on me unless it is a eulogy

I'm killing beats like I should and do usually

Hoe I'm not stupid, I know you was using me

Hoe I'm not stupid so don't even play

I know the plot so there's nothing to say

I know the plot so you best stay away

I gotta keep moving can't let you delay

I gotta keep moving, you won't get the best of me

I gave you my heart, but you won't get the rest of me

Nowadays, money, I'm counting, no sesame

Nowadays I'm cooking up with no recipe

I'm cooking up but not taking 'bout food

Don't lie to my face hoe, I'm not in the mood

I know your desires but I ain't that dude

Now you gotta go I don't mean to be rude

Soon imma be on my own private cruise

I'll pop out a rockstar and leave 'em confused

They know I be clean from the cut to the shoes

Turned raters to haters now they singing blues

I was gon' add a hook but, then I said forget it

They trying VR like the don't know I'm with it

Don't play about mine, got her name on my fitted

I'm after the money, I know imma get it

Run back to that money, you know imma get it

Yeah, we the big dogs, we ain't playing no scrimmage

Yeah, Tray he the illest

Dumb hoe stuck in her feelings

Got 'em all mad, so we staying on top

The bitch wanna fuck and I tell her kick rocks

Yeah, real rockstar, play my shit on the aux

Used to be broke with the hole in my sock

Now I'm that nigga my pockets got knots

I feel like I'm next up

Pick up your mans, no he cannot catch up

Boy you a lil pup, lil boy man up

Beat her back out the frame, tell that lil' hoe stand up

Call up Zay like, we run the game

Been stuck in a hole, I'm going insane

Been picking and choosing my side or my main

I just wanna get rich, get chains from Dang

And stunt with Blang

No they can't feel my pain

I spot you lil' niggas, y'all should be ashamed

I'm smacking these rappers, they should be ashamed

Please do not step to me, this is not yo' domain or range

Numbers went up on my stats, mathematics

I'm going up like a ladder to attic

I roll with them demons they tote automatics

Electricians, they eliminate static

Hoe pay attention, the flow I been had it

Nowdays, money, I add it

I'm coppin' a Patek

I might just get tatted

I'm causing a havoc

I want it I have it

Okay

Snappin' with Tray

Got so much ice, hoe, I might need a tray

I'm Young and I'm ballin' out, but I'm not Trae

Got multiple flows, I get paid by the tre

I can't get a check without getting two mo'

Get her in check, I do not want yo' hoe

They say I be snappin', I already know

To fail's not an option, I must stay on go