This is the Tone Lyrics

I sold myself to the devil today, that it would help me in some kinda way (No way, Hozay, ahh, ahh, ahh, Ayy, it's Navvy, bitch)

I sold myself to the devil today, that it would help me in some kinda way (Ahh, ahh, ahh, Ah, man, it's the Kronic, don't even worry about it)

Ayy (Like, what?), Navvy back

I'm on road makin' the racks

Smokin' on what? It's really the pack (It's really the pack)

Know who I am, throwing up Makk (Ewokk)

She off the Migos' she making it clap

Ayy, wait (Like, what? Like, what?)

I'm going up top, it ain't no debate (It ain't no debate)

All of these rappers you gotta update

Going out sad? I cannot relate (I cannot relate)

I'm making this money, I know that I'm straight (I know that I'm straight)

I want all the food, give me my plate (Give me my plate)

My name going state to state (Going state to state)

Look at my pockets they starting to inflate

Killing these beats you know that I ate

I stay safe when I'm goin on date (I'm going on dates, hey, hey)

She get on her knees, she just want a taste

If I stay consistent, I'll make it in rates

You just want to talk, or just want to hate

Your opinion is based

You niggas is fish, I got all the bait (I got all the bait)

Some of these rappers I gotta replace

All these problems I gotta face (Hey, hey, hey, let's go)

I do my money walk, I do not skate

My talent I cannot waste

Takin' my time I make my pace

My skill level is spaced

Never last place, in this race

Some of you niggas is a disgrace

Bitch so bad, she got all the cake (Got all the cake)

You niggas is rats, but I got the snakes

Goin' up top, I'll be one of the greats

Back on the road I wonder what awaits

Hey, hey, I go hard in the paint (I go hard in the paint)

You niggas is sinners but I'm not no saint

I'm always on time, I'm never late

All this pressure I'm gettin', I'm feelin' this weight (Uh-huh)

I gotta find my flow, I know I create

I love all my fans, I know that I'm great, wait

Ayy, Navvy's back on that bullshit (Navvy's back on that bullshit, nigga)

Ayy, ice on my neck, you know that the new drip (You know that the new drip)

Huh, I'm jumpin' these niggas like I did a skip

When they hear my name, I know they gon' flip

I know that you hatin' just zip your lips, damn

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, this is the tone (What?)

Lil' bitch, I'm Navvy B, just listen to me, the rhythm is on

Take a seat, just watch me float

I pack big blunts, that's all I smoke

And you can't puff from the cloud I blow

I pack big blunts, that's all I— (And you can't puff from the cloud I blow)