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Shout out
Shmoke
All of the bridges been falling down
No one here, don't make a sound
Lately we been falling out
Can't think straight, just feelin' loud
You hold me back but I'm still around
Back and forth but I'm staying down
Break ups, I done lost count
Plug numb, but that bone is round
I wish that we could just promise, promise
Go back to the hood if I'm honest, be honest
Back to the drawing board, wish we could solve it
I'm leveling up, I been out here evolving
You just ain't the same no more
Poetic, no justice, no peace, so it fades
All of this drama and all of this shade
Done drained us, wishy and squashy, I made
A spade is a spade, I was your ace
We used to fifty to profit, the high that we hit
You just never hopped off, it's a quick nigga, swift nigga
I had to slow up my pace
Marathon moments but you caught you a case
All of that karma, it caught you and somehow the bond just erased
Savage, I'm savage, there's savage all in me
I'm drippy, dripped in this Fenty
Purchasing Bentley's, gassed up on empty
Took me a drive, this shit, nah, this shit ain't right
A hater ain't with me, I felt that shit instantly
It hit me, it hit me, it's still fucking with me
Can we take it back to ten? I got five, you got five
Flip it, can we go back to road trips and rentin'?
My vision is tinted, it's changin', like how we ain't make it?
How we ain't once in a life and ain't take it?
Kaliii, G, ha, ha
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, oh, yeah
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
Baby said get it 'cause she know that I got it
Drapery and Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
See it and she want it, my hustle the hardest
Designer fresh, I'm flocking
Baby say "Class, he poppin'", he poppin'
Band boy baby, I'm hot shit, I'm hot shit
I'ma press on like a mosh pit
Only ride foreigns, no stock shit
The boy R&B but I pop shit
Kaliii fly high, she a rocket
Iced out her Rollie, she rockin'
Real nigga stole her heart like a robber
Got her in the lab, then we vibin'
I wanna take a bite like I'm wy-ing
Baby think I'm real like I'm lions
Make her scream my name like a riot
She can ride stick like a cockpit, yeah (Say Class)
Ayy, she can ride stick like a cockpit
Kaliii, look, look
She can ride stick like a cockpit, yeah, like a cockpit
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, oh, yeah
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
We leveling up, ayy
You already know
It's the year of the Classy
That's AT on the track, huh?
Kaliii, I see you



Autor(en): Ryan Sewon Jhun, Ciara Muscat, Nok, Yu Jin Yeon, Timothy Yan, Joo Hyung Kim Copyright: Jyp Publishing, Concord Music Publishing Anz Pty Ltd



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