'Squared' Lyrics

Your student finance, that 10k I make on a regular

Never been book smart, but in the streets I'm Einstein similar

Hit it angular, she like me cuz I got some stamina

This ain't regular, I move too fast, I broke the speedometer

And I run the ring, I be droppin' niggas that be double my damn age

No, I'm not a singer, but I gotta show my range

You are not a winner if you come in second place

Let me put you on some game

Good ain't good enough to see your motherfuckin' dreams

Gotta shut it down, bitch, leave no doubt then they're amazed

Niggas think I'm crazy, think I'm goin' through a phase

Bitch, I'm triple seven, all you saw was another face

They callin' me insane, keepin' up my pace

The track was number seven, I was switchin' out them lanes

You are not a killer, most these niggas just be fake

Don't ask me where I got it, buddy, stay in your price range

Your student finance, that 10k I make on a regular

Never been book smart, but in the streets I'm Einstein similar

Hit it angular, she like me cuz I got some stamina

This ain't regular, I move too fast, I broke this speedometer

Bitch, I wasn't born a king, but I'm a die one

And I live a life of sin, so I might die young

If you reach this blunt, the bud gon' hit up your lungs

If you reach these blunt, the bud gon' hit up your lungs

I ain't really had none, but I'm out here tryna find one

Roronoa Zoro, hit em' with the SHISHI SONSON

She thought it was my boner through my pants, but it was just my gun

Most you boys, you just be kids, so I call em' just my son

Got a bad lil' bitch, and she all on me

Got a bad lil' girl, and she fuck for free

Why the drink so pink? You would think it's paint

And I get so high, cuz I smoke on dank

All my opps gon' die, what the fuck you think

I'm just having fun, but the beat gon' end

I'ma keep it going, I'ma make it crank

I'ma double up, it's the only way

I don't think they ready, I don't think they ready

I don't think they ready, I don't think they ready

Oh you thought I was done? this one ain't complete

I'm on 99, I got 1 percent

I'm on 99, I got 1 percent

I don't think they ready, I don't think they ready

I keep it 99, cuz sometimes I be lying

I keep it 9, cuz niggas might be trying

Summertime, all my opp niggas dying

She dropping me the lo, and my niggas rising

My neck and wrist is froze, I know you see it shining

I don't really rock no gold, it's a silver lining

I really don't use this phone, it's a money finder

That bitch hand me down her throat, she on demon timing

I had to come back and double it In the stu overtime, I come trouble it

And I'm riding around town with that ratchet bitch

They say "Seven you boo, you too arrogant"

I say, nigga, you just not intelligent

And your girl, she just call me a specialist

Baby come and just let me experiment

She my main, not my side cuz she

She wearing pearls and heels, man, she so elegant

She a freaky bitch, but I swear that this girl so delicate

At her crib so much, I think I need a whole damn residence

I really am the best at what I do, you call it arrogance

You cannot name another east side nigga I'm not better than

I been on my grind all 23, my money prevalent

I been building up a whole damn fleet, my soldiers diligent

I be getting dizzy, took that shit like it was medicine

I keep it 99, cause sometimes I be lying

I keep a nine on me, cause niggas might be trying

Summertime all my opp niggas dying

She dropping me the low, and my niggas rising

(triple seven)