Lyrics
You seen my ass on Instagram
Dick on OnlyFans
Slide in my DM's like
David what you doin?
I been doing me
Body on fleek
I don't give a damn
What you motherfuckers think
Been doing shit on my own
No manager or label
Opinions from the minions
And they don't affect decisions
I've been stacking paper
Don't care about you haters
The more you talk about me
The more I elevator
It ain't complicated
These moves I'm making
I don't expect you to understand
When you're so basic
Let's just face it
I'm ground breaking
I came in 12th place
And I still made it
So don't at me (they ain't ready for it)
You been throwing shade
In the streets dragging name
Don't at me (don't think they ready for it)
Get up off my page
Betta get up off my stage
Don't at me
Don't at me
No, don't at me
You be fucking hating steady chillin on the sofa
I'm winning awards, making this music with my clothes off
You hate on my past but my past is why you showed up
You be buying tickets sitting front row at my concert
Look at that boy, look at that boy go
Came out the hood and made it on his own
I stay stacking paper
Don't care about you haters
The more you talk about me
The more I elevator
It ain't complicated
These moves I'm making
I don't expect you to understand
When you're so basic
Yeah let's just face it
I'm ground breaking
I came in 12th place
And I still made it
So don't at me (they ain't ready for it)
You been throwing shade
In the streets dragging name
Don't at me (don't think they ready for it)
Get up off my page
Betta get up off my stage
Don't at me
Don't at me
No, don't at me
Since day one I probably had a bone to pick
This rap shit is what I'm fuckin' known for bitch
And I ain't trying to get on no social shit
Just give me what I've earned, I want ownership
You smell what I'm sayin, you know what the odor is
I've been in my lane like a motorist
How many years was I honing this
You on defense on the fence, while I got more to risk
On a cliff, I bet you won't jump off
When I come around your girl is a jump off
Bet I run it back every time they punt off
Online they talking smack, but in person they would run off
Damn, what that mean though
Only thing I respect is that green though
Labels really act like they got that cheese though
But we seen the lawn, and that grass ain't green yo
Yeah, I'm in the trenches and I'm doing numbers, yeah
I'm gonna run this shit for ten summers, yeah
Man, this shit just begun
You think I ain't the one
Then you ain't good at numbers, yeah
So don't at me (they ain't ready for it)
You been throwing shade
In the streets dragging name
Don't at me (don't think they ready for it)
Get up off my page
Betta get up off my stage
Don't at me
Don't at me
No, don't at me
WRITERS
David Hernandez, Joshua Redden, Pushpinder Kahlon
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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