Stay In Your Lane (feat. Kyla Imani)

Get to the bag then never let up
Ain't never doing too much stay in my lane
We not the same yeah
Run up on me could get dangerous
Just watch whatchu saying
Stay in ya lane yeah
Cause we not the same yeah
Stay in my lane, ohh nah nah nah stay in my lane
Ohh nah nah nah we're not the same
Ouuu stay in your lane

I'm staying right here I ain't lane switching
I'm tired of you saying we ain't different
I ain't tripping you got the game twisted
You know my body I ain't shapeshifting
Play victim when I had to take care of you
On god that was something I would swear to do
We worked temporarily, I figured it was clerical
Neck on cold can't cure this with TheraFlu
(Sheeshhh)
I snap when I'm back cause I'm better than ever
Darkness in the mind is the deadliest weather
My new shorty better she ride like a Tesla
Whatever whatever I dealt with the pressure
This craft is my cheese and I'm bringing in cheddar
I'm scripting my lines I put in the effort
Who do it better? I'm feeling like Edgar
Yeah
Allen poe that is, with a flow like this
You can say whatchu want but I wrote my shit
And I quote my script, neck froze that is
No Cap
I hit up my Jeweler & he soaked my wrist
You can't flow like this
I don't boast my shit
And I own my shit
I'm in the zone type quick
Back in my bag back & I'm back in my Duffy
My new shorty lucky
My old hoes disgust me
They prolly discuss me
It's a wrap like a mummy
I'm bringing in money
My fingers is bloody
I'm mixing this sprite, vision is muddy
I'm fixing my hype, decisions are lucky
Who saying fuck me? no one is above me
Who saying fuck me? no one is above me

Get to the bag then never let up
Ain't never doing too much stay in my lane
We not the same yeah
Run up on me could get dangerous
Just watch whatchu saying
Stay in ya lane yeah
Cause we not the same yeah
Stay in my lane, ohh nah nah nah stay in my lane
Oh nah nah nah we're not the same
Ouuu stay in your lane

I Stay in my lane til the time that I leave
Can't think of one thing that I prolly need
These lines that I read
With these rhymes up my sleeve
Punch after punch I bob & I weave
Times that I seen
Bad problems agreed
From being surrounded with violence & needs
I turn to the mic for guidance and grief
Talking to god in the sky on my knees
(Straight up)
I'm dying of greed
I'm dying of greed
Please let me in I'm finding the keys
If I get one shot I promise it's green
I ain't going nowhere
You don't wanna go there
People hate to love cause they ain't got no care
You selling ya soul here
Niggas getting bold here
All this shit I wrote here
I ain't got no fear
No fear cause I'm tryna earn hype here
Only fear that man straight up them white stairs
I been working on my buzz for a lite year
Now they see this kid eating that's without a high chair
All the shit that I write yeah
It can change like my price yeah
Put my faith up in Christ yeah