WesWill - The Space Age Theory

One day they'll tell you
You're the hottest ticket in town
Started off hustling
Now I'm balling, look at me now
I'm big tymer nigga, I stay fly and that's the blessing
Riding slow cause y'all gon' see me when I'm at this intersection
I'm a dog off the leash, running the streets with ya broad
She on my jock, its goin down and we ain't meet at the mall
Bitch I'm that nigga
That nigga nigga, hoe don't forget it
If its real and it done happened to me, believe I spit it
Labels didn't wanna sign the kid, ain't see the vision
If you slept and tryna double back, it's too expensive
I got exes popping up talkin' bout we should make it work
Mama called and asked me when the last time I done been to church
Top three up out of my city, bitch it's me and me and me
I got plays that I can make can't put my phone on DND
Held it down for the Heights and gave y'all hits for sunny weather
R.I.P. to Nate and from my side no one can do it better
Back in middle school, I was walking around playin' many men
Please don't hit my phone if it isn't about no dividends
One day they'll tell you
You're the hottest ticket in town
Started off hustling
Now I'm balling, look at me now
Floating high up to the moon ain't got no ceiling
This Tavaras Jordan beat gon' help me illustrate my feelings
Introspective when I'm cruising on my lonely through the city
I'm pondering my future and how we gon' make a killing
Bitch I'm up as fuck, they say I'm acting phoney
I'm married to the game, that's holy matrimony
I know I'm in demand, shit you don't have to phone me
Yo lady heard my tape, I know it's slappin' homie
Bitch I'm on bullshit all summer I ain't gon' spare niggas
I'm one of the illest to get on the mic, Just so you aware nigga
It's 5:03, Chevy finna creep
When I pull up deep, I'm on her street
Hear that horn go beep, with my shit on repeat
I was born different, i'll never be like none of you niggas
Got my own label so i'll never be signed under you niggas
Back in middle school, I was walking around playin' many men
Please don't hit my phone if it isn't about no dividends
One day they'll tell you
You're the hottest ticket in town
Started off hustling
Now I'm balling, look at me now

Written by:
Wesley Williams

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