Hillbilly Boys, Guans, BushJungle - rave pt. 2

Ok now ever since I started off I always wanted to run this shit
Cut that girl off like I'm Blade and tell your bitch get in my whip
Look at all these fake boys, cant tell who is who
All yall got a problem and you think that you done get it too
Fuck with who you been bitch, go get your head screwed
I been busy in the lab just cooking shit and pushing through
Just to put it on the map, all of yall been sleeping too
If we ever blowing up that's when all yall be flockin through
Guess that I got something to prove, flooding this shit I let it all loose
Make up your mind I don't know how to choose, I keep it real cus I grew up in truth bitch uh
Stay in your lane I'm on it
Moving too fast screwing it like sonic
Bitch on my lap she sitting right on it
I've just been told my time ain't gonna pass, I'm doing this shit cus I ain't good at math, my young boy told me that I have a chance
Don't let it get in, my ego is fast, they quick to blame but shit gonna pass uh
Keep it real, my parents wanted me to stick to class but I felt an urge to go get it bad so I stay away from all them fake raps like what uh
Just because you say that you a rapper doesn't mean your words are gonna gather uh
All these people take one look at me and then claim that looks do not matter
I ain't had it bad but I sense that fake shit steady lacking in this bitch
You wanna talk to me then say yo words like you fuckin meant it
Call me Quavo cus I'm bout to straighten it
Get the bag I ain't going homeless
Got my people and we all just kicking it
Making sure that I handle business uh
That's all I'm tryna say, cus I see this world through my own lens, I ain't been the type to go and pretend now tell your bitch that I killed this shit yeah bitch

Written by:
Heath Haydock, Sachin Maru

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