Swingin' through the kingdom in the night I only see you in the city light I'm fresher than fresh I step out the steps we're all runnin' for the flex Pete told me I was next I'm comin' for next there really isn't no question Only superheroes in this section Only big bang is on the setlist On top of buildings where I eat breakfast Then I shine like a new necklace I'm ready to go, she callin' my phone Girl, I'm comin' over I got somethin' to prove, to show to the world Can't hold it no longer They think I'm way too young To stand up for the ones I love But let me tell you somethin' I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (ready) To take on the world, I'm ready (ready) You can't stop me now Ah-ah-ah-ah (ooh) I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (ready) To take on the world, I'm ready (ready) You can't stop me now Ah-ah-ah-ah Yeah, callin' no one, gotta tell 'em (what?) Young with the vision and they couldn't see it Man, just had the picture developed I got it, yeah (yeah) Fly as I whip up the propellers All of these fellas are jealous (jealous) Just 'cause I'm young and I'm careless Swing through the window, what an entrance I'm ready to go, she callin' my phone Girl, I'm comin' over (look away) I got somethin' to prove to show to the world Can't hold it no longer (let's go) They think I'm way too young To stand up for the ones I love But let me tell you somethin' I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (ready) To take on the world, I'm ready (ready) You can't stop me now Ah-ah-ah-ah (ooh) I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (ready) To take on the world, I'm ready (ready) You can't stop me now Ah-ah-ah-ah You know who you are They trip on the rooftops Gotta fight for the truth and it's war Don't let this city go dark You know who you are The swag, the feel of the shoes A killer want meet while I fightin' on the villain She know what the deal is The clique full of heroes She made me moonwalk on the ceilin' Just ask, they know we the illest Spidey-sense, I feel the vision They really think they can get us? They checkin' the drip when I flip off the building, I'm ready I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (ready) To take on the world, I'm ready (ready) You can't stop me now Ah-ah-ah-ah (ooh) I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (ready) To take on the world, I'm ready (I'm ready) You can't stop me now (now) Ah-ah-ah-ah Let's go

Wassup trill e.n.t u know what I'm saying Bitch ass niggas be wondering what the fuck this shit mean to me This shit mean everything to me nigga this all I got Street life nigga still wild'n Took my shirt off me and turk about to drop the work off Niggas best wipes they smirks off honestly we'll hurt ya'll Hit them niggas heart tell big boi to skurt off Ten toes down now ten hoes down White nike one bike if it's 50 hoes round Ten cali one pipe now that's fifty whole pounds Niggas acting like bitches I'll sit they ass down Type ass go webbie I like get in trouble Bite the hammer when you scared be careful how you play it All your money and your bread don't mean nothing when your dead Booty ass nigga school booty ass nigga Think about me when I ain't around when I'm around they shiver Camera ass nigga fame ass nigga In the club when I make it rain ass nigga I'm a ol neva gon change ass nigga What trill mean to me I explain nigga [Chorus:] The t for fam I told you I got em The r for real and rovers ready to die The I for me cause I'm the fuckin hottest The l for love and loyal the leaders behind me The hood for long it's been a long time and finally Everybody shining mayne fuck it it's game time and I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie This year all b we all where we all b Want something call me try me and ya'll see Mtv bet tell em that it's all good We want tall how I'm living but we scared of ya'll hood My homeboy stressed tell em keep his head up Don't want go back to the slums so I keep my bread up If I get my head buss I don't really give a fuck What gon happen to my people only thing I'm scared of When you look up in your mirror you see a pussy ass nigga You don't see a boss hogg go getta that'll kill you See a candy ol fear glitter Rims keep spinning fuck hoes I'll consider Tote high four five dope house I'm little G'd up re'd up sold out sixty minutes Trill fam still fam duck tape his fate Pay the lawyer beat case young savage get it straight [Chorus:] The t for fam I told you I got em The r for real and rovers ready to die The I for me cause I'm the fuckin hottest The l for love and loyal the leaders behind me The hood for long it's been a long time and finally Everybody shining mayne fuck it it's game time and I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie My niggas be winning and laughing and fakin and fronting Moses like hoes trying to see how we working this company Scoping with pistols and ropes hoping we fumble Open like some of these savage life ass wannabes I'm a say wannabe you know I'm gonna be s.t.r.a.I.g.h.t Pussy niggas hate me I'm a straight g They tell me go comercial bitches make me Take me to the top that's what I told savage Then he told webbie let's roll I'm ready Fuck gold go platinum my goal is to snatch all Black folks who down with savage hoes that's what's happenen And if I don't get it you know I ain't trippin Lil nigga real nigga I'm still a real nigga Don't doubt trill niggas been riding with trill niggas You wasn't even in the picture this is for the permission nigga [Chorus:] The t for fam I told you I got em The r for real and rovers ready to die The I for me cause I'm the fuckin hottest The l for love and loyal the leaders behind me The hood for long it's been a long time and finally Everybody shining mayne fuck it it's game time and I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie I'm ready I'm webbie

(Yeah) Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) Flooded watch, drop top (Skrrt) Fuck 12, fuck the opps (Okay) Wrist broke (Whip, whip) in the pot Selling rocks (Okay), on the block (Okay) Put up guap, sending shots At your top (Okay), fuck you thought? (Okay) Fucking thots, watch 'em flock Off-white seats (Okay), Off-white socks (Okay) 1800 for a pair of jeans, that's okay I got money, I give all my shooters good pay Headshot with a infrared beam from far away Long as it don't come back to me, I think it's okay Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) We the wrong niggas to run to, put cake in a funnel Lil' bitch fuck for the bundle Put a Glock in the console, yeah Why the bitch wanna say my name on the gram? Ho, relax (Ho, relax) I beat my gun case Three, four times, can't hold me back (Rrra) And you can never hang around if you owe me racks (If you owe me racks) And I'm not talkin' about navigation I'm with NAV (And I'm with NAV) And I was hangin' in Chiraq, dope on the ave (Gang) And if you sliding with them killers, grab that mask (Turn up) And she be driving on the road, coke in her ass (Yeah) And that first time robbing the plug We ain't coming, no cash (Yeah) Trackhawk 2018, do the dash (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ain't give no money so he try to put me on blast, yeah Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay)

Ah-ah-ah, hey Run that back, Turbo You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question I got a bitch like Keisha off of Belly Police got dogs and they can't even smell me Keep me a cup, I got a lean belly 20s on me, I call 'em green relish Balmain my jeans, if not, they embellished Too many vibes, they think I'm R. Kelly PH in the sky, we got 'em already PJ in the sky and I don't wanna land it Creepin' at night, the VLONE bandit I prayed to the sky and none of this was handed Worked all my life and now I understand it Crawled up like a mouse, but I could never tell it I got the sweetest sauce like jelly Try disrespect me, you all get beheaded I got the drip, they call me Dripavelli I held him down, that nigga was my celly Fuck you fuck niggas, never made me heartless Thank God, came and got me, used to shop at Target They cut out the coupe before we hit the market We don't pack our bags 'cause we gon' shop regardless Backend, I'm back in, paid up for the party I done came a long way from openin' up for Carti Shades and my bracelets Cartier Carti Police's cases, all that we avoidin' The lean in my cup gettin' more and more muddy I shown all my love, I've never been a bully Got every color VLONE hoody Just jumped in the game and still I ain't no rookie I got this sauce, cream and puddin' I came with the drip, got everybody lookin' Cherish your blessings, easily could be tooken Send a front in, it's easy to get a book in You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question Yeah, cash all my backends, I bought me a Patek Addicted to cabbage, the money relax me My mom and them happy, I bought them a mansion I still rock the fitted, but I don't be cappin' (skrrt) These camouflage denim like I just went campin' They still can't believe that I made it, they happy I been gettin' money before I was rappin' I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play with the actors No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no charges My young nigga's solid, I know that he got me He keep his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a foreign Penthouse, hotel suite whenever we're tourin' How foreign my tint is, I still rock the Jordan Packin' out shows, love my fans, they important And I'm still in the trap, in the hood like a motor Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my odor I just started rappin', I made me some millions Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm runnin' my city These bracelets came healthy, they cost me a 50 I leveled it up, I've been handlin' business Gettin' 20 a night, every day, different city I just keep puttin' this syrup in my kidneys This the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee) I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, Supreme (yeah, yeah) You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question (uh)