Matte Black Lyrics

Yeah, aye, I don't need no introduction

Know I got the bass thumpin'

Shoot the stick, ain't no percussion

I'm the hardest, no discussion

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Yeah she callin', check the message

Last night I left her breathless

Man I'm cold as fuck

I ain't never stopping 'til I pull up in a Lambo truck

Feel like going star shopping, I can't really open up

I don't like to talk a lot, I let the music talk it up

Making money slowly but just wait until I stack it up

Sliding on this beat, you know I might as well just slaughter it

Sticking with my brothers on the come-up so we all get rich

I got all this ice on me, look like I got my ass kicked

79 seconds on Wicked Freestyle, shoutout Nardo Wick

PM to the AM, I be working 'til I never miss

I'm only like sixteen, man I'm telling you I'm talented

Working on my raps because the beats, I done perfected them

Let me switch the flow, it's getting old as shit (yeah yeah)

Five percent tint on the SVJ

Flowing on this shit, all gas no brakes

Book a funeral 'cause this beat getting slayed

Bitch I'm the same dude from minimum wage

Haters just mad that I'm getting this cake

I want a billion like Elon and Ye

No matter what, I'ma still stay grinding 'cause I gotta stay stacking cheese on my plate

Tell my why your pants is sagging 'cause we all know damn well

Them pockets ain't got no weight

They tried to tell me I'm not this and not that

But I was like "fuck it" and just took my own way

I learned to grow and I realized no matter what you do

Some people gon' find a way to hate

I saved her contact as "Heaven On Earth"

But she broke my heart so I had to abbreviate (hoe!)

Hey, hop in the foreign and go

Hey, I stay focused on the dough

Hey, GTR slammed on the floor

Hey, I'm a big boss, watch your tone

Hey, whip it like Toretto, pedal to the metal, leaving skid marks on the road

Hey, balling like a maverick, I'm a fucking savage, I'm not even 21

Stacking this dough 'cause it's mine for the taking (taking)

Later I might get to baking

Keeping my foot on the gas, ain't no braking (braking)

Demon Hellcat, I'ma race it

Runnin is my only song on your playlist? (playlist?)

You must've thought I was playing

Not giving up 'til I'm one of the greatest (greatest)

I know they love when I say it (say it)

Yeah, it's kinda funny to me

Same people who turned their back on me gon' claim they loved me

People ain't believe when I said my life would be a movie

On my way up to the top cruising in the 350

Whip it like it's stolen huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Diamonds got me frozen huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Shooting like DeRozan huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

My music they be bumping huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pull up in the matte black stick shift E46

Aye this beat go fuckin dummy, man I'm steady getting lit

People hating while I'm silently stacking up my bricks

Did it all on my own, so I'm keeping it legit, man I'm up next