kell$ - 2035

Look
I pray the weak don't leach off me
All my people gone eat on me

I ain't never claimed to be street
You niggas scary, all you do talk shit clinch heat

Piece of cake but shit ain't sweet
Be about it cause talk is cheap

Level up- mission complete
Level up Nigga mission complete

You ever been to Neverland
All the accolades they said I can't

Keep my cash, no folds,
All rubber bands
Money old,
It never leave my damn hands

I'm on the field, what you doin in the stands?
Know a player gone play, and fan gone be a fan Parachute when I land, coming down from cloud 9
I ain't worried bout mine, God handle lifespans nigga

I pray the weak don't leach off me
All my people gone eat on me

I ain't never claimed to be street
You niggas scary, all you do talk shit clinch heat

Piece of cake but shit ain't sweet
Be about it cause talk is cheap

Level up- mission complete
Level up Nigga mission complete

Move with intent if you wanna cover ground
Two toe tappin when shit close to out of bounds
I ain't never let a nigga bring me down
Kell. on his way up- to the 9th round

It'll do what I allow
Hand full of gems I got power
Bittersweet til everything sour
Time takin hours but it's ours
Now I'm driving in that Porsche twin towers

Yeah

I Keep a nice chick and a mean whip
Niggas see my setup, hear em mumble that they need this
I'm takin my time on some speed shit,
Got a heavy foot tires screeching, rubber leave my name on the cement,
Driver mod nigga
Whip skills be the cleanest, double take double take Guess they can't believe it,
Said her name Victoria she showin me her Secrets
Tellin me a whole lot but we ain't even speakin

I pray the weak don't leach off me
All my people gone eat on me

I ain't never claimed to be street
You niggas scary, all you do talk shit clinch heat

Piece of cake but shit ain't sweet
Be about it cause talk is cheap

Level up- mission complete
Level up Nigga mission complete

Written by:
Markell McCoy

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