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Oh, who is this dude, man? Who the—who the heck is this Connor Price dude, man? Yeah, got it from the top, don't know how to stop Foot is only on the gas, uh "Why'd he have to drop? He already dropped" Everybody gettin' lapped, uh He been doin' it, they just cluein' in Go ahead and check the stats, yeah Numbers goin', it's a fact, yeah Go ahead and check the stats Yeah, I found a glitch in the code Exploit that, now I glisten in gold Split blueprints like I listen to Hov And the flow gotta hit, it's like a tit in the stove Tss, damn, kick's kinda cold One-man ship so I sink with the boat if it goes But we all know that it won't Don't ride waves, just go with the flow I don't need a gimmick, I don't need a trend I don't need your little cosign Still I went and did it, everybody listen Did it all in like no time Look, this is not up for debate, nah I know that they love to hate, yeah Letras de cancionesFeelin' like they doin' somethin' But they never movin', they runnin' in place If I make a hit, then I'm gunnin' for first Like I'm runnin' the bases, stuck in the Matrix I know that I had to break it I see the code every time that the bass hits I gave 'em back to back to back Three tracks, three days, and this a vacation, ooh I play the cards I was dealt Lucky for me, it's a couple of aces Soon as that pandemic hit I saw my opening, I went and chased it You did not take it, that's opportunity wasted Masks are off, now you gotta face it Got it from the top, don't know how to stop Foot is only on the gas, uh "Why'd he have to drop? He already dropped" Everybody gettin' lapped, uh He been doin' it, they just cluein' in Go ahead and check the stats, yeah Numbers goin', it's a fact, yeah Go ahead and check the stats on it No brakes, just gas on it Get ideas and I act on it Overthinkin' was a bad habit I should probably teach a class on it Wax on, wax off it Trust the process, that's honestly the reason Why I changed tax brackets this year I did everything I want like, "What's after next?" It don't matter what it cost, I cut out the check Even if I take a loss, I'll come back the best I might hit 'em with a bomb like Funkmaster Flex Everybody wanna talk, no one wanna put in the hard work You want a shortcut? Get a buzz cut, buddy Fifteen minutes up, tough luck, buddy Come on, look at how they roughed up Cudi You got the nerve to think that your verse should get heard? Huh, don't be stuck up, buddy Go to work and don't rush that study Know your work before you touch that money Look, I need to shoutout Breanna and Nick I was thinkin' 'bout abandonin' ship I had the candle and wick They lit the flame, my family lit Woo, yeah, got it from the top, don't know how to stop Foot is only on the gas, uh "Why'd he have to drop? He already dropped" Everybody gettin' lapped, uh He been doin' it, they just cluein' in Go ahead and check the stats, yeah Numbers goin', it's a fact, yeah Go ahead and check the st— [Outro] Like, bro, this man right here, bro? He the problem! From Letras Mania