Jesse Owens

Something is changing

It's not the same, you don't talk to me anymore

(NuWave)

Bitch

Like that?

Ha-ha, ayy

Keep it real with me 'cause I'ma always keep it real with you

Sauce God, can't spill a drop, they tryna steal my juice

Girly hit me with the, "Where you at?", shit, I'm finna scoop

Pretty bitch, look her in her eyes like, "Do you feel it too?"

Heard girly block shots, shit, I'm finna shoot

Balenciaga shopping, told the clerk I need the biggest shoes

Riding 'round with ladders like we finna fix a roof

Call of Duty shit, hunnid weapons hidden in thе coupe

G.O.A.T. work ethic, no more strеssing

Road running, only got four more exits

Remember being on the dice, could roll no sevens

Fuck around and hit the shot with four more seconds

Really put my all into this shit, don't understand the hate

But all them hating comments, type of shit to make me activate

Before the rap, had pape, name been had some weight

Bitch left me back then, now she got the saddest face

Bitch left me back then, she know she made a dumb decision

He ain't playin on my team if he ain't got no hustle in him

Pull up scoring so easy, man, this shit another scrimmage

Eyes on the money, right now I got tunnel vision

Six figure man but just know that I'm coming millions

2017, StanWill, I was punching with him

Call the opps like, "These yo hoes? Oh, come and get 'em"

He was dick sucking back then, I ain't fuckin with him

I can run on any beat like I'm Jesse Owens

Really tryna run it up so right now I got heavy focus

Four bullets in that clip? Boy, you petty toting

Tryna slide down here with that? Boy, I bet we blow him

Huh, yeah, no rap capping

Off-White this and that but no, I ain't a crack addict

Star player, every night catch me stat packing

201s at the self-scan, I'm doing jam magic

Scuff the sneaks once then they in the trash

Ain't no late-night hiding, boy, we coming with the flash

Said he got an eighth shorted? My bad, the digi lagged

Three-thousand-dollar-something fit, with my drippy-ass

Outta town 'cause it's less commotion

Shoutout Hutch, my neck an ocean

If it's on the floor, I'm stepping on it

Told the Lean Man come through with some extra potion

Huh, ayy ShittyBoyz

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz