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von Taylor

Reddrum on the beat
Uh, Takeover

Talking to myself like it′s my time
Thumbin' through my check like thank the grind
I used to stress a lot but it′s 'bout time, man
Takeover

Uh, look, I'm tired of niggas
I′m tired of bitches, they always be lyin′
Never got time for shit
You a miserable bitch, get off my line
Been on my grind and shit

Like, fuck all that cryin', it ain′t on my mind
I be done fired the bitch
Like find you some sense, you spending all mine
Show me you down for me
Moving at Godspeed and I been waiting
First, I'ma find a tree, then I′ma buy the tree
Then I'ma weigh it, ′member these niggas was hatin'
'Member these bitches was playin′, radio didn′t wanna play me


Now I'm moving up, it′s like elevator
Had to go switch up my neighbors
Went out my way and put niggas on

Went out my way and put bitches on
Now these lil' niggas act like I don′t
Now these lil' bitches act like I won′t
I stayed up late night with the beats

I flew in overnight for the weed
How you gon' want a feature for the free?
I had to run a bag up for this, nigga

Talking to myself like it's my time
Thumbin′ through my check like thank the grind
I used to stress a lot but it′s 'bout time, man

I was the one who took responsibility
Promised my niggas we all would be litty

Became the most hated from my city

Now I′m the biggest nigga in my city

I never had an issue with a real nigga
Only pussy niggas in they feelings
Throw me a fresh bale, I'ma deal it
I used to check the mail, hella jittery
Niggas be talking big with no history


I never heard of him, where he from?
What is he known for? What he done?
I′m from the coke, bows, hoes, and guns
In other words, I'm from the slums
Every real nigga got the same dream
I′m tryna balance rap with the trap

I know that rap is where I need to be
But when the check don't come in from the streams
I get to trippin', thinkin′ ′bout the tree
In a matter of minutes, I'll be on my way
You know the fam eating any means
I used to stress a lot about like anything
All a nigga wanted was a piece
Niggas was holdin′ nuts on me
Now all the tables turn and we gon' see, nigga

Talking to myself like it′s my time
Thumbin' through my check like thank the grind
I used to stress a lot but it′s 'bout time, man