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(Huh)

(Reynold Beats y'all)

Woke up

Started to get dressed

But I looked down (Yeah)

Saw that I had a missed text (Who it is tho)

Wanted to see what you're doing after work

Cause I want to take you out but Covid's a bitch ya

Looking at me (Still haven't gotten that shit though)

Looking at my (Ay, ay)

Roll up to the shop and I am ready for the day

I'll look up in the sky, I pray to God that it's gonna be okay, yuh

(I love you Jesus)

Aye

Feeling myself

Please don't trip

Because I know what I'm doing and I

Don't need you to tell me how to

Live my fucking life

Honestly, I think I

Think I told you twice

I don't know what to say

Honestly was kind of pissed at you

Cause' every day that I came though

I talked about my ex (Aye)

Cause' I still loved her and honestly was tryna' get her back

(Fuck that hoe)

Every day, know I try spit the flow on em

Every time I'm rapping they gon' take

The whole offer

Ain't no record deal, ain't no accomplishments

Every time I'm in the studio

Feel like I'm rocking this

Karma come again yeah

But I be stopping it

I don't really give a (What)

If you're watching this

Ain't no paddock on my wrist, yeah but I be

Dropping this

No mother, no father, no kids

I be coppin' this

Dropped the mix-tape, and the shit bout a year ago

Ever since then I been working on my speaking flow

So that way every time I'm up in the studio

I just do it on my own

Load up the rack (Oh)

Mix up the beat (Oh)

Master the heat (Oh)

Rap on the hoe (Oh)

Ready, set, go (Oh)

I don't really give a fuck (Oh)

So meet me at the corner store (Oh)

I got drugs in the bitch

But i still need some more

Ride around town in the white whip

Rollin up tryna' fight this

I got 2 C's and a W, aight' bitch

Rubber bands in the safe

Call me Mike Pence

But hold on, I'm still whippin' it up

They call me the chef cause' I'm mixing it up

I'm a master young prodigy

But they won't sign me tho

Ion' even know bout a label tho

Ion' want my shit being labeled tho

Cause' I know damn well

I won't do well with control

But if I talk shit would the fire me though (Probably)

Making a dis on your own label is that even practical (What the fuck)

Like I don't even know, like it's the kind of shit where

Like it might be productive because then maybe it's like a marketing tactic or some shit

(Hey, you're recording bro)

Oh shit

Uhhh

And I'm back in this bitch

And y'all still don't know

But i'm like Beyoncé

Look at my Halo (Ohh)

Be like Chief, yeah the way i be baggin' (Ohhh)

Bout' to come up again, uh

Oh

I'll be ready though (Oh)

(Oh) I'll be ready though, uh uh

(Start it again)

(Huh)