I Can Tell

Let the band play. Chino. Ayy, gettin' real, yeah Voices in my head, The devil tryna make a deal, yeah Angels on My right and I got demons to the left, Yeah I'ma stand ten toes down, heaven or hell, Yeah It's a lot of rappers hatin' on me, I can tell, yeah It's a lot of want Me dead, but I ain't dead, yeah Glizock in The buildin', my I know you smell me, Yeah Jumped up in this rap game and I Mother rigged it, yeah On a paper route, Man, your mother business I get plenty They askin' How it feel to be independent That's a, that's a no-brainer, know you see I Be ballin' on these they ain't got defense Yeah, Diamonds on my neck, got your seasick Yeah, You know my name, you know I keep it I just poured up a four in my Sprite Remix These claim they drinkin' Act', They can keep it Yeah, big Glock hit a It ain't no secret These hate me but they really wanna be me I feel like MJ, I'm goin' for another three-peat, Uh Yeah, airborne, they can't see me gettin' real, Yeah Voices in my head, the devil tryna make A deal, yeah Angels on my right and I Got demons to the left, yeah I'ma stand ten Toes down, heaven or hell, yeah It's a lot Of rappers hatin' on me, I can tell, Yeah It's a lot of want me dead, But I ain't dead, yeah Glizock in the buildin', My I know you smell me, yeah Jumped up In this rap game and I mother rigged On A paper route, man, your mother business Yeah, Young rich still chillin' in the trenches, Yeah Told my gang this summer it's gon' be A killin', yeah I had to tell some keep, Keep they distance, yeah I had to tell my They can keep they feelings, yeah Huh, To theyself, uh I'm tryna keep, Keep, keep gettin' wealth I had to fall off The 'cause she was too messy I had to Fall off the 'cause she was too messy Yeah, I just can't stop flexin' I'm 'bout to put Some yellow diamonds in a Sky-Dweller Get tatted on My foreign cars, might get a box shifted, I just checked my bank account and this gettin' Serious, serious gettin' real, yeah Voices in my Head, the devil tryna make a deal, yeah Angels On my right and I got demons to the Left, yeah I'ma stand ten toes down, Heaven or hell, yeah It's a lot of rappers Hatin' on me, I can tell, yeah It's a Lot of want me dead, but I ain't dead, Yeah Glizock in the buildin', my I know you Smell me, yeah Jumped up in this rap game And I mother rigged it, yeah On a paper Route, man, your mother business