Whatever it takes
Dawnye
GENRE
I can never be last so I'm jumping the gun
If I ever give 'em my spot then it'll ruin the fun
If I turn nothing into something I can do what I want
And I'll leave a mark on the pavement 'cause I'm really da don
The greatest Birmingham product and I'm really up next
The way I'm coming make 'em wanna cut the city a check
They betting on me 'cause they know that I'm a serious threat
Like I'm the game biggest problem and they prettiest flex
I'm on my bully I can't spare nobody, my folks gotta eat
Plus I got a lot to prove so that's just how it gotta be
Hear 'em talking out they neck and they know how it sound to me
So now they can't get in the spot since they was talking outta key
I'm too made for it, don't got no replacement
Never really had support 'cause ain't nobody really want for me to make it
I been waiting for my time to come I'm running low on patience
I still keep 'em on they toes cus I'm a monster in the making
Never been the one to take on, surprised you even came wrong
I can easily just bury two birdies within the same song
Target on my back and they gunning so what you waiting on
I gotta take care of business but it won't take long and that's because
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
I leave 'em in Heinz sight it's getting hard for them to ketchup
I keep hearing rumors 'bout me a bounty'll make 'em shut up
I done made it this far I'm too focused for me to let up
Been slicing and dicing beats they still don't know I'm bout to cut up
I rarely get sleep at night imma have so many bags
If Nicki said y'all was her sons I guess her ovaries bad
Done gave birth to a bunch of rappers that don't know that they trash
When ain't nobody on my level how I'm 'sposed to be mad
Young and restless with a laid back demeanor
Set the pace and now they watching every move so they can follow the leader
They steady nitpicking hating from the bleachers
Knowing on the winning team the grass the same but the money is greener
And I'm a boss that's just how I move do what I gotta do
Working hard so I can have it all and Ian gotta choose
When I finally make 'em listen it'll loosen some screws
Killing themselves to be my foes and I just tighten the noose
I'm carelessly applying pressure, I am pressure they can't pressure me
Tread carefully but don't you step to me Ion want you next to me
Don't let that jealousy convince you that you something of a threat to me
And don't check for me unless you got a check for me respectfully
I'm vicious, better hold still
Got a hit list, it's a slow kill
Need my wrist lit, I got no chill
Wanna be big rich, and blow mills
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
If I ever give 'em my spot then it'll ruin the fun
If I turn nothing into something I can do what I want
And I'll leave a mark on the pavement 'cause I'm really da don
The greatest Birmingham product and I'm really up next
The way I'm coming make 'em wanna cut the city a check
They betting on me 'cause they know that I'm a serious threat
Like I'm the game biggest problem and they prettiest flex
I'm on my bully I can't spare nobody, my folks gotta eat
Plus I got a lot to prove so that's just how it gotta be
Hear 'em talking out they neck and they know how it sound to me
So now they can't get in the spot since they was talking outta key
I'm too made for it, don't got no replacement
Never really had support 'cause ain't nobody really want for me to make it
I been waiting for my time to come I'm running low on patience
I still keep 'em on they toes cus I'm a monster in the making
Never been the one to take on, surprised you even came wrong
I can easily just bury two birdies within the same song
Target on my back and they gunning so what you waiting on
I gotta take care of business but it won't take long and that's because
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
I leave 'em in Heinz sight it's getting hard for them to ketchup
I keep hearing rumors 'bout me a bounty'll make 'em shut up
I done made it this far I'm too focused for me to let up
Been slicing and dicing beats they still don't know I'm bout to cut up
I rarely get sleep at night imma have so many bags
If Nicki said y'all was her sons I guess her ovaries bad
Done gave birth to a bunch of rappers that don't know that they trash
When ain't nobody on my level how I'm 'sposed to be mad
Young and restless with a laid back demeanor
Set the pace and now they watching every move so they can follow the leader
They steady nitpicking hating from the bleachers
Knowing on the winning team the grass the same but the money is greener
And I'm a boss that's just how I move do what I gotta do
Working hard so I can have it all and Ian gotta choose
When I finally make 'em listen it'll loosen some screws
Killing themselves to be my foes and I just tighten the noose
I'm carelessly applying pressure, I am pressure they can't pressure me
Tread carefully but don't you step to me Ion want you next to me
Don't let that jealousy convince you that you something of a threat to me
And don't check for me unless you got a check for me respectfully
I'm vicious, better hold still
Got a hit list, it's a slow kill
Need my wrist lit, I got no chill
Wanna be big rich, and blow mills
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
The more that I write, the lower the stakes
First time they step outta line, get put in they place
The second time they disrespect me they get put on a plate
To make sure I come out on top I'll do whatever it takes
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