The Kid Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
They ain't ready, nah they ain't ready (Alakazoom!)
Uh, It is what it is
Time to boss up, gotta handle the biz
And I've been ballin' ever since I was a jit (What they want?)
I never know why they be messin' with the kid
It's prolly 'cause I got the gift
And all they want is smoke, got me feeling like a cig
Smile in my face but they don't want me to win
I never know why they be messin' with the kid
All up in my business like they unemployed (What they want?)
I don't know what they be wanting from the boy
My swag's kinda hard to avoid
Sharp as a knife's edge, but you get the point
Just tryna make moves not excuses
All of that nonsense belongs to the nuisance
Eyes on my six, yea I picked up a new sense
I come equipped with the grit, yes I do this (I do, I do)
Aye, go against Prince and it's treason (Go against the prince)
I ain't folding for no reason
I don't even know why they be creepin (Why they be doin that?)
They need to get to leavin' (Get to steppin')
Aye, haters try to be me I'm like, Can you?
I don't even wanna start a fight in your venue
'Cause I don't deal with beef like a Chick-fil-a menu
It is what it is
Time to boss up, gotta handle the biz
And I've been ballin' ever since I was a jit (What they want?)
I never know why they be messin' with the kid (Messin' with the kid)
It's prolly 'cause I got the gift
And all they want is smoke, got me feeling like a cig
Smile in my face but they don't want me to win
I never know why they be messin' with the kid
Aye! Yeah!
It's 'cause I got it on lock
And I don't really rock with how they put me in a box
All they do is try to calculate my pockets
And try to see if they can peep me with the rocket
Yeah, keep it lowkey like a tenor C
And I've been doing social distance 'fore the quarantine
I only do it 'cause they see me as the foreign dude
And all that mess that you be talking, I'm ignoring you
Lil ole me came a long way
They say I'm buggin but I hit 'em with the Off spray
Hired a masseuse because they rubbin' me the wrong way (Mmm mmm)
I'm too legit, they gonna split just like a part fade
Aye!
It is what it is
Time to boss up, whoo, need to clock in
Taking these shots, I ain't talking 'bout Henn
Got me feeling like Pac the way they wanna see my end
(Rest in peace, Oh my word!)
It is what it is
Time to boss up, gotta handle the biz
And I've been ballin' ever since I was a jit (What they want?)
I never know why they be messin' with the kid (Messin' with the kid)
It's prolly 'cause I got the gift
And all they want is smoke, got me feeling like a cig
Smile in my face but they don't want me to win
I never know why they be messin' with the kid
Ah yeah!
Ah yeah!
Ah, messin' with the kid
Ah, they weren't messin' with the kid