Lyrics Fate In My Hands / Sales Pitch - Envyus

Watch me come through in them 350 Boosts
I could choose if I wanted
V1 or V2
Don't get mad at your hoe cause she flew to the coup
Should've clipped that bitch wings and I might not've scooped
Boy let her loose like a baby tooth
I'm tryna flow on these beats like Lil Baby do
He said he shooting and I told him maybe in hooping
Cause he ain't bout none of that shit that he claim that he doing
Who the Hell you really think that you fooling
You posting up pictures with guns steady cooling
When Wayne had done said that G's all move in silence
An internet thug is all that you been proven to be
Stupid to me
Disappear like you Houdini 'fore you catch a bullet from me
Line up them chickens I'll triple kill
Like I'm Steph Curry, I'm shooting for three
It's elementary, I'm up in my element
They ain't comparing, can't even hit second
This shit isn't fair yeah know that I'm blessed and
God must've been biased when he gave me talent
It's way too apparent he ain't save enough for the rest and
That's why I got your bitch pulled up at the Westin
She getting undressed and she getting all bent like a Bow Flex
She wan' keep me closest cause I got that magic dick
Magic stick make a bitch float hocus pocus
My role is the GOAT
The top like I'm POTUS
Like Meme bitch I'm focused
I'm closing in on all of my goals
My left hand unzipping her coat
My right hand is gripping her throat
I do what I do and I am what I am
She knows what I let her
She says I'm the man
It's all in the plan
My scheme looking grand
My bank looking hefty
My pockets look healthy
And I keep that thing on my hip, get a tan
This shit right here force a plane to emergency land
I certainly can
I'm earnestly trying to just build a brand
Don't tell me I can't
I'll only go twice as hard 'til I am sand
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I'm holding my fate in my two fucking hands
Woah

Pull up to my shorty crib that pussy bald as Lex Luthor
Tell her that the look suits her
Two fingers ready, Gavin, Shooter
The richest suitor, baby call me Gatsby
What's the addy
I can't fuck with trashy bitches steady popping xannies
I'm just tryna pop your panties off
Turn them cameras on
Baby quit your acting baby can you drop that camouflage
I'll give you this caveat, I'll take on your baggage like a caddy, coach you hard like John Kavanaugh
Icy hard exterior but baby look you thaw me off
Real killer, check my barrel, bitch you know I sawed it off
Acting like I saw it all
Arrogant and cocky, colorful like I'm at Comic-Con
Rainbows in my jewelry
Rocking Gucci
Clocking in since I dropped Doozie wishing that everyone knew me
Now I couldn't give a damn and I just do me
Got a sexy bitch she do me if I tell it to you truly
I could get another, yeah these hoes gon' slide like Toosie
Dancing on the dick need tutus, got her hair unruly
I ain't ever rocking Fubu, boujee man with cooler brands
I rule the land, like who's he: Envyus
Envy me
Ready set
Dash at three
Cash to chase is cash to keep
Any cash is cash to me
Yeah these beats is gas to me
So I got to gasp to breathe

Yeah this shit's a master piece

I know that they felt that
This shit like a sales pitch
I bet I can sell that
Like it's water to a fish
Left and then I sailed back
Sometimes I just reminisce
Show you where my head's at

I know that they felt that
This shit like a sales pitch
I bet I can sell that
Like it's water to a fish
Left and then I sailed back
Sometimes I just reminisce
Show you where my head's at