Lyrics SNAP - Vintage

On point like a target
Back in school I was the smartest
She gon' like the beat regardless
On fire like an arsonist
Had love I was heartless
Every day I'm getting started
First step was the hardest
Painting pictures like an artist
Getting paint on the carpet

(Gump on his shoe he running like forest
Read her horoscope she a Taurus)

These niggas cap like a hat
Stating the facts
These niggas talk with no at

That boy he snake he slatt
Instagrams they just hack
Gone with the wind I feel like I'm flash
Hop in the coupe and I'm doing the dash
Reminisce about the past
When I had good laughs
I'm feeling sad
I'm feeling moody
I'm feeling groovy
Playing my role like it's a movie aye
Young nigga raising hell
He won't settle he won't fail
Making plays NFL
On the wave like a sail
And I gotta watch my tail
Living life on the rail
Music in my bones
It's written in stone
Slidin' on the fucking beat
Used to be OTB
Check the fucking receipt
Running race like a lap
She gon' hit me on my snap
Every day I'm getting stacks
Every day I'm gon' snap