Текст песни LA - Young Vistra

Let's go!
Flight at 6, gotta catch it if I want the crown
LA vibes gonna star me, like a sidewalk down
Kinda shaky with that shit
But I got take a motherfucker if I wanna get to motherfucking town
I know I can fit in easily, cause they talent wrong
I'm already better than half of these bitches selling bars
I don't need to steal anothers to go make it far
Made this beat myself
I ain't spending little buying yours (Yeah yeah!)
Homo motherfuckers riding clout dick
Ditched them new artists, losing taste, I boutta go sick
Others ain't got talent, ain't got nothing, fuckers just be fools
Only reason they got drip is causе they dropping out of school
Motherfuckers ain't got no idеas, they just repeti-ti this shit
They don't know, I got more bars than motherfucking sprint
I can see it all go down, yeah, crystal clear
Gotta wipe em out, Mr. Clean her, yeah

Ain't got no message, but I got some shit to say
Motherfuckers gonna sing my name
All this shit they be saying bout me
But who knows maybe dreams come true in LA
LA, LA
I already know my jersey down on my grave
Fuck that christian shit, we light it all up
I just wanna flip a switch, instead of counting the days

I don't wanna be a Ye, I don't be wanna be a Travis
I just want my own path, cause the figures ain't about us
I don't want my prayers up, cause nobody gonna top us
I just wanna look up to em, but my fate don't need no address
This city isn't all that I mean when I talking 'bout
Shit, I can't control all the things that I'm praying 'bout
Everything I gotta do, everything I gotta prove
Shit, this the only thing I really gon' care about
This life is mine, I write the script, I lend these bitches parts
I call the shots, you end up dead, I ain't gon' send no cards
All of them critics gonna go and trash my name about
Shut the fuck up bitch, you late, this movie boutta start
God take a seat, I bought you tickets for this fucking show
Don't need no popcorn cause my face is fucking shown in full
There ain't no ads on this, cause companies too fucking low
I air my shit like laundry, you guys will fucking fold
Step in this ring, you gotta light it if you want some smoke
All I do is huff and puff, these bitches ain't got no
Fucking chance, I wouldn't fight you if I ever could
Its alright, you just m.A.A.d cause I'm the kid who's good
I ain't no cocky motherfucker, I just need to know
How come these motherfuckers ain't got no talent to show
I ain't here to play no games like my Nintendo
I'll put you down so hard, the refs gon shit his pants, KO

I know ain't no violence gonna get me gold
I know, I know, I gotta long ways to go
Yeah baby I know, I know, grind ain't stopping till I get my throne
I know, I know, gonna chase my dreams like a fucking dog and bone

Yeah
Ain't got no message, but I got some shit to say
Motherfuckers gonna sing my name
All this shit they be saying bout me
But who knows maybe dreams come true in LA
LA, LA
I already know my jersey down on my grave
Fuck that christian shit, we light it all up
I just wanna flip a switch, instead of counting the days

You know I'm complacent, gold stars on my head
When I get 5 of em, cops gon' chase me til I'm dead
I go 60 in a 30, badminton with that birdie
Sabudana khichidi, but I ain't got the vade
Mummy made me get a job, told me we ain't getting money
Working till I fucking drop, goreys looking at me funny
Huh, kinda funny
Kinda funny!
Yeah, this shit kinda funny
Kinda funny
Yeah
Haha, ay ay ay
Get ya laughs off
Y'all is jerk offs
Fuckers looking at me, winking like a cyclops
Yeah yeah, this shit kinda funny