Mak11 - Dangerous

Tryna Richard my wrist, want water now
Whole clique getting rich, we balling out
My chick yeah my bitch, the hottest round
I'm lit off this zip need a lot of loud
I'm gon' get to the chips, ain't got a doubt
They ain't living like this, they not allowed
The shit that I sip put me on the ground
They gon' slip on the drip got 'em falling down
They just wanna ride this wave
I can't wait 'til I'm finally famous
I been grinding all night and all day
Found my lane I'm just tryna be patient
Prayed to God that I would find my faith
Been the same I survived through the changes
None of y'all gonna decide my fate
When the city ain't safe man this life too dangerous
Yeah the city riddled straight with danger
Think it's getting filled with hate and anger
Every single different day is stranger
Getting bigger in the game I'm major
Bet the clique be winning place a wager
Bitch I been committed making paper
And this shit I'm sipping ain't no chaser
If that kid be tripping aim the laser
When they miss I'm swishing like the Lakers
Get dismissed for dissing finding traitors
This is strictly business mind your favors
Hitting zips of piff all kind of flavors
Finna get them digits sign the waivers
This has been consistent I done made sure
Kid I did the distance why I came first
Spit I shit is lit I'll write a flame verse
Got angels with me though I'm gangsta
Watch 'em hate and quickly go against you
Cop a spaceship whip and show the paint job
Want my chain and wrist to glow like thank God
All them snakes is tricky throw your game off
Thought that they could get me bro no way dawg
On a wave I'm dripping more than raindrops
Imma change the city known as St. John's
Got this dank I'm lit I'm smoking napalm
Imma make me rich but won't do bank robs
I can't wait to quit my normal day job
Tryna stay legit I'm told it pays off
Imma take a trip to golden state now
Want the latest fits just so they hate, yeah
Diamonds skating wrist all frozen face off
Shining lately miss me throwing shade, huh
Tryna Richard my wrist, want water now
Whole clique getting rich, we balling out
My chick yeah my bitch, the hottest round
I'm lit off this zip need a lot of loud
I'm gon' get to the chips, ain't got a doubt
They ain't living like this, they not allowed
The shit that I sip put me on the ground
They gon' slip on the drip got 'em falling down
They just wanna ride this wave
I can't wait 'til I'm finally famous
I been grinding all night and all day
Found my lane I'm just tryna be patient
Prayed to God that I would find my faith
Been the same I survived through the changes
None of y'all gonna decide my fate
When the city ain't safe man this life too dangerous

Written by:
Andrew McDonald

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