Darker lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy
Yeah I've been going through some sh*t recently
Been kinda tough yeah
Making some f*cking bangers that sound dope like this sh*t
Yeah shout out to the boy Ben, making this f*cking track
Let’s go, yeah ayy

[Verse 1]
Yeah I got that motivation, sit back and I rap out my frustrations
Cause me and you ain't got no correlation
Yeah don't need no damn donations
Yeah got so many girls, got me feeling the temptation yeah ayy
When I jump in I go darker than before, I want more, hit the floor
When I leave they always begging for one more, but I leave ’em at the door
Man I don't want to ignore, but I swore that I told you this before
I'm only looking for a dime
And I got too much damn time, man rap those f*cking rhymes
Yeah I kill those bars, it should be labeled as a crime
Show me the ladder to the top and imma climb
Don't you cross the line yeah write my bars until they shine
Got me feeling so divine yeah
I thought you were mine, I guess I missed the sign
Call me up but I decline (Ayy)
Sit back and recline, I got that money on my mind
And I know I'm one of a kind, how the f*ck am I not signed ahh (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
And I'm grinding every day, they got my music on replay
I wish I woulda stayed, I wish I had the mind to go my way
But I can't, so I write and then I rant
But that sh*t is in the past, like when all y'all used to chant (TRA)
I can’t stop, like I said in the last mix
So I write and then I rap sh*t, off my back b*tch
Done with all these tricks, writing raps like writing scripts
I make hits, I never miss, I can’t admit, I drop that sh*t they think it's lit
I’ll never quit, your b*tch is whipped, the lyrics clicked
I'm always picked, you never skip my sh*t, I make that f*cking tip ahh
I ain't messing with your chick if she don't have they drip drip
That bang sh*t, that hang sh*t
Cause I ain’t messing 'round with no blank b*tch
Put that money in the bank b*tch, don't know who to thank b*tch
Hope my sh*t don't tank b*tch (Yeah)
Repping MN till the death, yeah that sh*t will have my last breath, but I'm glad I f*cking left yeah

[Outro]
Yeah my life is amazing man writing an album that sh*t is so crazy
I ain't got time to be lazy
Do I like her I said maybe, but I don't call her baby
I ain't got time for the laddies
Cause I gotta get that Mercedes and there ain't nothing that'll faze me (Ahh)