Fly Young'n

Dope residue on my hands from the trap
I been drinking too much, smoking too much gas
I been going too hard, I been living too fast
Couldn't help me if you tried, I don't wanna go back
Mama told me bout this life that I been living, I ain't listen
I been working hard to get it, going stacking up my digits
People told me I won't make it, so it's fuck the opposition
Baby bust it open on me, hit it once and then I quit it
I been cruising round the city, chilling with these bad bitches
Cat fishing, she want it but she too embarrassed to say it
I ain't playing with you fuckers, if I want it then I take it
I ain't looking for permission
Getting money, never save it
Take a look at all these bands, prolly buy another watch
Showing love to all my fans, imma let the haters talk
Got designer up in France, I ain't even check the cost
Really never gave a damn, turn me to a young boss
Never got the recognition from the start but I don't need it
Pull up in a European, shawty thought that she was dreaming
And she sober
Hit it from the back, bend her ass over
Done played the cards right, man I really never folded

Keep one up top, I never ride dumb
I don't box, I keep this 9 tucked
Mama told imma die young
I don't care cause imma fly young'n

YSL jeans and these rocks on my neck
I don't play with no hoes
Give her dick, then I dip
Puffing Cali moon rock, got exotic by the zip
Put a 3.5 in this Backwoods, it's a stick
It's a log, boy you rappers washed up
Y'all don't play with no guns, y'all really just front
See my shining like the sun, all these VS stones bust
Fucking shawty til she come, then I really gotta run
Aye
All you rappers really clones
Say you got big bread, I don't see a bankroll
Got rubber bands sitting in my pants by the chrome
And my AirPods in, I be blocking out the hoes
You can't ride my wave, stay switching up the flow
Haters dive right in, got em looking like a joke
Baby want designer on her bag and her clothes
If she fuck right now I might think about blowing
I'm in savage mode, boy you's an average joe
I got the cabbage blown, you see my pockets swole
And anybody test me imma call my bro because he shoot for free at all you pussy hoes
I'm on another level, really in my zone
They better crown me king so I can cop the throne
Courvoisier, this shit ain't no Patron
Got her on her knees, she tryna give me dome

Keep one up top, I never ride dumb
I don't box, I keep this 9 tucked
Mama told imma die young
I don't care cause imma fly young'n

All black Glock came with a red dot
Like Call of Duty shit, put you in a headlock
Got the shooter on call
Bang blood, dreadlocks
These some black AF1s, I don't wear flip flops
I'm keep it one hundred, I don't ever flip flop
Boy copped a Rolex but that shit tick tock
Real water on my neck, look at all these big rocks
Boy talking big game and he really need to stop it
I really got it, if this game a food chain then I been on the top of it
Spent 500 on some fucking Gucci moccasins
Pouring up lean, get the dope then we drop it in
Riding in a 2020 whip, imma cop a Benz
Pull up on your girl
Say what's up, then she hopping in
Take a quarter to the face, imma drop dead
Two bands in my sleeve when I walked in

You already know, but you don't even know
Aye, bitch
E-Wan 2020, you know how I'm coming
Gang