That Yungin Lyrics

Yeah

Bouta have some fun with this one

We on some smooth vibes, you feelin me?

Ok, ok

Yeah

I really be That Yungin'

Ain't nobody do it like me, fight me on that

Sleek attack, so although you had asked you'd be wishing for the time back

Never let a rhyme slack, I cackle, rack up my discography so the radios calling me

That's how I really be

I'm jus waiting for the moment where they recognize my skill

And so then I get to show it

When I hone in for the kill, I won't miss it my precision it be going up

Every song I be glowing up

Carry the world on my back so I'm towing trucks

I would own a truck for the sake of focus

But I prefer to takeoff in thought like it's a Boeing

And I'm bowling with they minds

Exploding they minds, exploiting the crimes of no purpose

Cuz the sucka's be lurking, so I got to find a way

And the water be murky, so I got to find the day

Listen to what I say, I create

Messages for the masses on a massive plate

Towering piles of twin meanings like a plane

I learn of the craft from the greats

But only one is good and I ain't talking physical state

Uh

Fast forward through the door

Hit the stage, see the light-up rods waving

Break the floor, ain't no hate, I will only show love 'till there ain't no more

Then I generate the stock, I stock it up

Up it go up I'ma stick with it like bricks against a sock

Yes, I got my lifeline on lock

I'm try'na see what's happening like I'm Brock

I'm try'na guarantee the landin' up on top

I'm sly a dog, staying with the padding and the Pateks

'Cause I won't take the drop

Now you know what I'm on

But really it's the surface, so catch the words before they gone

I'm learning a ton

I'm birding: a swan

Flying I'm a pilot so I go from Caterpillar, butterfly, call me Wyatt

Moving quiet, move it silent, do it private

I ain't trying to start a riot

Like how people react when you say they need a diet, huh

I guess I'm inviolent, heating up the climate

I don't sip violet, not good for the mind or my gut

They say they hate the rhyme, but that's nothing but my butt

'Cause in a while, they'll be eating up my style, huh