Fab 4ts - 24 Karat
Tell me the value inside of the dollarWe gave it a number
And now we wanna stack up
Was never just in it
Just rapping for money
Definitely not for sum fame
Don't got a bucket of Crabs
Tell me who rapping like Fab
I got my own groove
I built my own Stu
I'm making big moves
Everyone sounding the same
They flock up
And talk down on my name
They spreading mad hate to those
Who doing sum good
Take kindness as weakness
My evil and conscious
Is coming together
A genius
Feel like my head be on Venus
Be at the crib overthinking
Mind over saturated too many thoughts
Like when am I making it out
They say they love when you Different
Whoa
Looks like it's my time to step up and
Blow
Now I'm stepping up cuz it's been a Minute
Since I wrote in my pad
I'm getting mad
Imma do what I want
Got hella ammunition ready to blow
They say do what thou Wilt
But my Chambers laying low
Keep it Wilt against the Knicks every Track
I got 20k for any bitch that wants to Counter that
On anything I'm loyal over rings
Never chased a bitch for her ovaries
Not chasing no commas
Not chasing no ghost
I know that I'm different I don't Mean to boast
Don't talk to me crazy
I'll out rap your coast
Confidence over 10 Yea
Grew from my notebook and pen
Yea
I'm living and learning
I Joined the game early
The game I was fearing
The minds that are barren
Who seek 24 Karat and glamor
It's not the numbers I value
I don't want diamonds just white Tee's
Focused on my longevity
And my quality
I want a set of life's keys
Staying lowkey
Fuck the rap shit you can catch both These hands in a matter of minutes
My gum bottoms bleeding
You need a dentist
Cash reflects everything around me CREAM
Point is this rap shit will never Change me
My future bitch gotta better chance To change me more
24 Karat values to the core
Written by:
Fabian Domenech
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