Yug
[Verse 1]
Smoove cypher, 2020 we here
Hop on the beat, deliver my vision clear
They copy my flow and bars, I guess I make trends
Life full of lessons, the rest is just wins
15 years old, cop my mom a Benz
Age 20, 1 million man, we just began
Young and straight out Atlanta, what can I say
Bow my head and pray to god every single day
Thankful for all the blessings, bless me through the years
Tryna make my family proud, they crying real tears
Step back like 'Bron, I guess I'm in my prime
Need a house in the hills, I guess in due time
Need that i8 in chrome, that shit is too shine
People cap in their verse, I stay true to mine

[Verse 2]
Pools, faucets
Views, cop it
Chains, rocks, jewels, cop it
Forgis, Glocks, Tomb, cop it
It can be whatever guys at this point, just cop it
Make the money back, make the money back
Revenue strap, doin' backflips at the kickback
Your bitch fat and I get that
What's the deal man, why the Onlyfans paying 'bout 6 racks?
On a bad day, a really bad day
I mean a really really bad day, I'd probably still double that
Yeah that- that's my bad, I'm out of line here
Um, y-you accept my apology?
A lot of bottle fears and really battle gears
Immaculately tragic because of a complicated way outta here
But I got a mission and it's never-ending
I'ma light the way so all million of you can run the distance
[Verse 3]
Bust down Rollie, avalanche
Yeah my old bitch average
This my first time rappin' it
I might go retarded as shit
Bentley coupe, I'm dashing it
Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit
Told 'em, don't you doubt the kid
Told 'em, don't you doubt the kid
I ran up 30 on 30 on 30
When I'm in the streets, I stay too sturdy
2x2 Hellcat, go fast
4xForeign truck on the gas
I'm only 18, with big dreams
Before 18, I seen things
Feelin' like a big champ with six rings
Or a bumblebee with six stings

[Verse 4]
Stop all the cappin', niggas ain't ever gonna catch me lacking
Bad lil' bitch, beat the lil' hoe back end
Stop for a minute, now I'm going back in it
If she ain't tryna fuck, tell that lil' hoe "Pack it"
You ain't no boss, lil' bruh stop @ me
D-block demon, you know that I'm 'bout it
90% of you niggas is west so it's blessed whatchu want Ima just let you have it
I'm from the corner where niggas be slangin' that dope and where niggas be robbin' and trappin'
I gotta take care of my folks, yeah my momma, my brother so that's why my paper is stacking
But we ain't broke we ain't go super smoke, then you already know what the hell 'bouta happen
Play with the gang, then it's fuck all the fame, I'ma drop everything, I'ma show you I'm 'bout it