Whisper Lyrics

I pray that this work going to pay off

I don't want a day, I want life off

I'm trying to get paid and have no job

I'm trying to explore and then get lost

I'm bringing the beats with the meanings

Deliver my thoughts and my feelings

Got too many hoodies and fleeces

Got me some new shoes, I ain't worried bout creases

I'm wearing all black

Shout out to the reaper

She wearing all black

I think that I should keep her

Rick Owens, all black

I'm done with the sneakers because I been on that

I ain't worried bout a feature

You can come up to my place if you don't overstep

Silver on my wheels silver on my neck

Bouta buy me a new puffy with my next check

Silver on my wheels silver on my neck

And ever since I turned 18

I been so worried about my future man this ain't me

I done told my momma going to be proud of me

When I'm on the stage with a grammy

And imma show you what you've never seen

I got paranoia like I'm tripping off the ketamine

Give me all the kerosene

Imma light the place on fire just to prove that I can set the scene

And I been sacrificing all my friends just to make these beats

I hope they understand but I'm all about me

Nah nah nah, just stop, stop recording