elevator music two! Lyrics

I'm going beast, rawr

Boy you ain't made for the streets like my car

Working real hard and perfecting my art

All of this grinding gon make me a star

All of this money not good for my heart

But i'm praying to God, I'll be good when i'm far

MNB, we a team getting bands, not a band

But I'm playing my part like a fucking guitar

Kurt Cobain shit

Sticking with my same clique

Used to wanna cut myself

Now I'm iced on that same wrist

Proud of what the pain did

Made the kid ball, Calvin Cambridge

Not ready for fame shit

But can't wait to be famous

Cause I ain't bitch made

Knew I wanted to make it to the top since 5th grade

Always knew I wanted to ball, I wanted to get cake before I hit 8

Gotta give thanks to my day ones who still here til this day

Had to get safe, I bought this K

Better get quiet, you get sprayed

Had to get up, had to get paid

Now I make hits like a sensei

I'm making hits, do it with ease

I'm too cool, niggas don't get freeze

My bitch hot and she hold my heat

I'm going beast, I'm going beast

I'm going beast, rawr

Boy you ain't made for the streets like my car

Working real hard and perfecting my art

All of this grinding gon make me a star

All of this money not good for my heart

But i'm praying to God, I'll be good when i'm far

MNB, we a team getting bands, not a band

But I'm playing my part like a fucking guitar

Kurt Cobain shit

Sticking with my same clique

Used to wanna cut myself

Now I'm iced on that same wrist

Proud of what the pain did

Made the kid ball, Calvin Cambridge

Not ready for fame shit

But can't wait to be famous

This shit feel good, I ain't been this lit in a minute

I ain't worried bout you, only thing on my mind is winning

I ain't no damn bitch, I ain't worried bout women

I ain't worried bout a goddamn thing, nigga I ain't tripping

Give me the mic, I'ma set it on fire, nigga I ain't kidding

Give me the ball, I'ma ball like Mike, nigga I ain't Pippen

I ain't no rookie, no i ain't no kitten, nigga I ain't no kitten

I got hits on top of hits, nigga I ain't missing

Told myself can't drop no album but I ain't listen

I just kept spitting, got more bar than a prison

Spin his block like a fidget, I want the money, I get it

Count up the commas and digits, they said I'll fall off, I didn't

They said I'll fall off, I didn't, they said I'll fall off, I didn't

They said I'll fall off but i just couldn't do it

I got in my bag and a nigga went stupid

I'm less about talking and more about doing

I'm less about talking and more about shooting

I'm less about talking and more about action

They really ain't bout it, these niggas just rapping

They really ain't bout it, these niggas is capping

I'm doing this shit because it is my passion

They how I do it, they like i'm swagging

Keep me an iron man and I be snapping

Keep me an iron man, it got attachments

Iron be on me, it ain't for fashion

Five on me and it sing like the Jacksons

Five on me like tag, you're it

Don't want the hoe, I'm pass the bitch

Don't know Ez, nigga ask ya bitch

I don't got no other route gotta blow of this rapping shit

And I know I'm gonna make it, the haters know too and I know that they hate it

(Wasn't this shit supposed to be elevator music)

This shit feel good, I ain't been this lit in a minute

I ain't worried bout you, only thing on my mind is winning

I ain't no damn bitch, I ain't worried bout women

I ain't worried bout a goddamn thing, nigga I ain't tripping

Give me the mic, I'ma set it on fire, nigga I ain't kidding

Give me the ball, I'ma ball like Mike, nigga I ain't Pippen

I ain't no rookie, no i ain't no kitten, nigga I ain't no kitten

I got hits on top of hits, nigga I ain't missing