Intro Lyrics

I can see

Thousand bitches chasing after me

Love em leave em be

I don't love em I told shorty to leave me be

I'm gifted underneath the Christmas tree

Feel like Dr strange how I shaped my reality

Shoot for the stars cuz I know one day that's ima be

Here on my own i know that's one day how ima leave

Rising star from the bottom damn what an anomaly

Better be God if you think you taking shit from me

Never thought behind the mic is where I would be

Never thought 7 1 I would leave

Slept on the floor at granny crib on pallets remember my cover was 10 sheets

Said I wouldn't be shit and now the shit is what I be

Niggas seeing my potential

Need a fee potentially

The money on my mental

Know I got to charge a fee

I'm feeling exponential

Fuck her face I'm in her dental

This my car this ain't no rental

With my dogs like a kennel

We up late like jimmy kimmel

Don't fuck with rats yall Stewart littles

Need to move around like kittles

Call em Bruce these niggas bitches aye

A rising star don't make me turn into a shooting one

If a fuck nigga run up on me that mean that I'm shooting one

Told myself bet ima make it them odds Is like two to one

Them chances ima take em run up on me then I'm shooting something

These niggas work at kittles around only time they moving something

Rising star I ain't stopping till I touch the fucking sun

I can see

Thousand bitches chasing after me

Love em leave em be

I don't love em I told shorty to leave me be

I'm gifted underneath the Christmas tree

Feel like Dr strange how I shaped my reality

Shoot for the stars cuz I know one day that's ima be

Here on my own I know that's one day how ima leave

Rising star from the bottom what an anomaly

Better be God if you think you taking shit from me

Imagine me

Hopping from outside the newest G

Clean as hell new white boys on my feet

I know ima die alone therefore Call me solo Tonee is who I be

Ima stepper look how I'm stepping out on the scene

Baby Taurus with the beam

Stuffed inside my jeans

I don't think they want to play with me

Think I'm soft cuz I'm light skin till I flash em with the light up on the beam

Grew up on a crutch a nigga Aint have a shoulder to lean

If it's up then it's stuck nigga know what's up with me

Need a hundred mill before im deceased

Washing tons of dirty money like ya boy from DC

Bitches say they got my songs on repeat

Hop up out the whip same bitches see me saying oowee

I ain't got a lambo yet but promise ima get one

I can't rap I know I'm gifted it's a different feeling

We was broke as hell surviving on a fixed income

Got to get these millions all I see up in my vision

I can see

Thousand bitches chasing after me

Love em leave em be

I don't love em I told shorty to leave me be

I'm gifted underneath the Christmas tree

Feel like Dr strange how I shaped my reality

Shoot for the stars cuz I know one day that's ima be

Here on my own i know that's one day how ima leave

Rising star from the bottom what an anomaly

Better be God if you think you taking shit from me aye