[Verse 1]
120 on the dash
Whipping the foreign so fast
I roll like that
I normally don't do rap
But I had to show a few tracks
That I keep in the back
Why you be looking so mad
Cause I just be stacking my cash
I'm bout to unlash
That's why I got on the track
They ask can they get on my track
Like get off my back!
Get out my zone
I just be writing these bars on my own
Got the studio inside of my home
I don't get help, I make hits on my own
I'm in the booth, levitating
Never hesitating, steady faded off the smoke
Know I'm gon make a way, I was made to make
I won't fade away like acetone
I wanna get a Benz for my bro
I wanna buy a crib for my dad
I wanna buy a whip on my own
If they want something, they don't gotta ask
I wanna turn a little to a lot
I wanna show love to the fans
I wanna have someone to tell my thoughts
I wanna do what they said that I can't
[Chorus]
Woah
Do what they can't woah
Said you were fire, but can't flow
Fanbase like a plant
Growing the way that a plant grows
I wanna use rap to portray who I really am woah
Who I really am woah (2x)
[Verse 2]
Alright let’s speed things up real quick
Tryna to provide, take pride in every moment, stride in every step, Prep for the race, I just gotta face the fact, get my act together, been under the weather forever, not a clever endeavour whatsoever never the same. Trying to get better but only getting worse, it's insane, it's a curse, an adverse universe with a reverse rotation no correlation, information overload, switching mode on the road again, wheels turning I'm earning my degree in convoluted energy, Persecuted, the undisputed king of everything, got nothing to my name, not even in the game, not chasing the same fame all these other rappers aim for, look up at the score board how I want my name up on a billboard . Hoard emotion like a notion, stirring up some commotion potion, onboard the locomotion train to nowhere, pulling out my hair while I stare at the wall in the rain and wonder about it all. Brain racing and replacing a casing laser tracing, engraving my name into the ring that I forgot to bring, so I sing to you this song, feet are going numb something must be wrong let me survey. The vertebrae in my neck giving me feedback let me check
[Chorus]
Woah
Do what they can't woah
Said you were fire, but can't flow
Fanbase like a plant
Growing the way that a plant grows
I wanna use rap to portray who I really am woah
Who I really am woah
[Verse 3]
I feel exasperated with a heart that’s lacerated I’ve not exaggerated when I say I’m that hated My past’s related to all who laughed or degraded I’ve proved to outlast your jaded ass & made it I should have emancipated now my stance is gated I’m trapped & baited and my life has cascaded Your acts & evasion shows a crass impatience But my fast post-dated facts have been trashed & masqueraded I’ve procrastinated too damn much and hate it Life’s crazy, it’s why I smoke grass & get faded I need some mass elation or some ass & aid it I’m past sedated trying to outlast equations My cash is raided & trust me it’s anticipated Ant’s advocated for those who can’t make it While I struggle and fake it till congratulated I’m glad you made it, but I can’t shake it I feel slapped naked like some cat castrated Now I’m agitated at this crap ass situation My poetry’s antiquated to be really animated Mans flagellated against established cadence My brash patience now seems saturated Some feel emasculated until their evacuated These streets are dilapidated & lives are evaporated I’m never incapacitated to get decapitated
[Chorus]
Woah
Do what they can't woah
Said you were fire, but can't flow
Fanbase like a plant
Growing the way that a plant grows
I wanna use rap to portray who I really am woah
Who I really am woah
[Verse 4]
120 on the dash
Whipping the foreign so fast
I roll like that
I normally don't do rap
But I had to show a few tracks
That I keep in the back
Why you be looking so mad
Cause I just be stacking my cash
I'm bout to unlash
That's why I got on the track
They ask can they get on my track
Like get off my back!
Get out my zone
I just be writing these bars on my own
Got the studio inside of my home
I don't get help, I make hits on my own
I'm in the booth, levitating
Never hesitating, steady faded off the smoke
Know I'm gon make a way, I was made to make
I won't fade away like acetone
I wanna get a Benz for my bro
I wanna buy a crib for my dad
I wanna buy a whip on my own
If they want something, they don't gotta ask
I wanna turn a little to a lot
I wanna show love to the fans
I wanna have someone to tell my thoughts
I wanna do what they said that I can't
