"Presence" lyrics
If you wanna hate on the next kid's track
Then bring Scalextrics back
You'da bring arms out
Unless you're on 707
Show me where the exit's at
Dickhead
I checked his stats
His left foot's wack
This dick couldn't finish his Stella
My guy told me
That he'll never stop shottin'
I told him to never say never
No naked girls in the back of my videos
Don't want hoes on my payroll
So I'm wifed up
And it's spiced up
Bitches on me, I write love songs
No problemo
[?]
Those were the days, tho
God on my neck
No rainbow
Life's hard
Stack money with DeyKnow
Put it on hoodies and hasta luego
This year's been nothing but progress
Not shit you can see
But progress, no less
I had to work on the old stress
If y'know then y'know how the dome gets
2 man beefin' that wanna be president
I just wanna be present (real)
My guy just had his first kid in the world
I hug him and give him a present (real)
Ate every Blackbox
That's 3 courses
How come it's on 4 mils?
(Made that make sense)
Last year was a write off
Dunno where the time's gone
Done with the whole ordeal
(Made that make sense)
And I've done stupid shit
With sex and nos
So I know how foldin' feels
Everytime I drop it's deep, but-
I do not hold midfield
I let my emotions spill (bow)
(Bow)
German girl wanna fuck wid da boy
Might go Munich
Hudson-Odoi
Million pricks wanna get on my nerves
I'm way too zen
I'm a bundle of joy
My girl can't be attracted to guns
Cause when I suppress her
She wanna make noise
Cigarette smoke wanna fuck with my lungs
So I just dead that
Life is a choice
DM I see what Ella-May's on
But Ella-May air it
LMAO
Got a girl downstairs in the MMA pose
Only got one rule
And it's anything goes
I was spittin' bars with the boys in the hot tub
Spat one 16
Everything froze
I was on my one's
Spittin' bars in my bedroom
Thought to myself
'Yeah nobody comes close'
Not one
No comprendé
Fuck sake
Time and time again, man
Yo
Wait-
Look-
There's
2 and a Q in the glovebox
Sky bets says stop when the fun stops
All I wanna do is get money on track
Next day 500 on black
Don't have no regrets in life
Like James Rodríguez
You can't track back
Be yourself, don't sweat it my G
Cause when life's gone
You can't grab back
There's
2 and a Q in the glovebox
Sky bets says stop when the fun stops
All I wanna do is get money on track
Next day 500 on black
Don't have no regrets in life
Like James Rodríguez
You can't track back
Be yourself, don't sweat it my G
Cause when life's gone
You can't grab back
Then bring Scalextrics back
You'da bring arms out
Unless you're on 707
Show me where the exit's at
Dickhead
I checked his stats
His left foot's wack
This dick couldn't finish his Stella
My guy told me
That he'll never stop shottin'
I told him to never say never
No naked girls in the back of my videos
Don't want hoes on my payroll
So I'm wifed up
And it's spiced up
Bitches on me, I write love songs
No problemo
[?]
Those were the days, tho
God on my neck
No rainbow
Life's hard
Stack money with DeyKnow
Put it on hoodies and hasta luego
This year's been nothing but progress
Not shit you can see
But progress, no less
I had to work on the old stress
If y'know then y'know how the dome gets
2 man beefin' that wanna be president
I just wanna be present (real)
My guy just had his first kid in the world
I hug him and give him a present (real)
Ate every Blackbox
That's 3 courses
How come it's on 4 mils?
(Made that make sense)
Last year was a write off
Dunno where the time's gone
Done with the whole ordeal
(Made that make sense)
And I've done stupid shit
With sex and nos
So I know how foldin' feels
Everytime I drop it's deep, but-
I do not hold midfield
I let my emotions spill (bow)
(Bow)
German girl wanna fuck wid da boy
Might go Munich
Hudson-Odoi
Million pricks wanna get on my nerves
I'm way too zen
I'm a bundle of joy
My girl can't be attracted to guns
Cause when I suppress her
She wanna make noise
Cigarette smoke wanna fuck with my lungs
So I just dead that
Life is a choice
DM I see what Ella-May's on
But Ella-May air it
LMAO
Got a girl downstairs in the MMA pose
Only got one rule
And it's anything goes
I was spittin' bars with the boys in the hot tub
Spat one 16
Everything froze
I was on my one's
Spittin' bars in my bedroom
Thought to myself
'Yeah nobody comes close'
Not one
No comprendé
Fuck sake
Time and time again, man
Yo
Wait-
Look-
There's
2 and a Q in the glovebox
Sky bets says stop when the fun stops
All I wanna do is get money on track
Next day 500 on black
Don't have no regrets in life
Like James Rodríguez
You can't track back
Be yourself, don't sweat it my G
Cause when life's gone
You can't grab back
There's
2 and a Q in the glovebox
Sky bets says stop when the fun stops
All I wanna do is get money on track
Next day 500 on black
Don't have no regrets in life
Like James Rodríguez
You can't track back
Be yourself, don't sweat it my G
Cause when life's gone
You can't grab back
