Middle Child Remix by Taywop Lyrics

You just ain’t hearing me out
My pack wrapped in plastic , I’m serving this shit
I got niggas hating , I don’t give a shit
I gotta get right, I stay with a spliff
The real ones are silenced ,a goof making hits ?
You lames are no challenge, I'm spitting with wit
I waking up early , I’m grinding I’m working
Im living stress free and I’m not worried bout shit

Verse 1
I keep driving fast , addicted to risk
The weed I smoke sour , I’m lighting a spliff
I don't need a gun my bro let it spit
Bro telling me chill , while I’m swerving the whip
Tell me what the deal is , so just cut the bullshit
And He got the steel , so he ain’t with that shit
I know some bros , that still got a po
No good in stress, so roll up some dope
It won’t be easy nothing worth it ever is

I se a vision , I manifest it
Got good intentions, I hate that fake shit
I Feel like Ben 10 , With this watch on my wrist
I’m Thinking bout goals , im writing a list
I drive a Honda but I want a new whip
Maybe some tuff shit , like something that drift
I like driving wild I just had to admit
Niggas go all out , for 5 seconds of fame
You can be street without jointing a gang
Take my own path rather Stay In my lane
Niggas be clones they all dressing the same
Niggas going all out just for a name
So much changed it can’t be the same
I’m smoking weed hope it’s easing the paint
Ain’t no one who can throw no dirt on my name

If you ain’t for me I don’t need you
Around
I appreciate anyone who held it down
And When i get up I’m gonna help you out
Just forget the past , who supporting me now
Cops treat me different because my skin brown
I dripping knowledge I hope you don’t drown
I’m doing it different , as god as my witness
Im just saying you should pay some attention

Refrain

You just ain’t hearing me out
My pack wrapped in plastic , I’m serving this shit
I got niggas hating , I don’t give a shit
I gotta get right, I stay with a spliff
The real ones are silenced ,a goof making hits ?
You lames are no challenge , I’m spitting with wit
I waking up early , I’m grinding I’m working
Im living stress free I’m not worried bout shit
Chorus
I’m just bout to roll something up
Niggas been snitching and claim they real
If I fall down then I’m getting up
When I spit don’t question if it’s real
Imma put some henny in my cup
Don’t forget some wake up to no
Meal
If it’s a challenge I’m stepping up
Appreciate your own if you real

Verse 2

I’m paying respect , I’m not jocking the flow
I don’t got no stress , I’m just smoking dope
I don’t need yo help I work on my own
Guess rap is a sport , and I train in the Stu
Built it like a fort , and I plan my own moves
Don’t need no help , when I book my own shoes
Like Michael phelps, how I’m blowing this smoke
If you see me in public , Know you can approach
Not like l these rappers these niggas some jokes
I just saw yg was clowning his fan
Man That ain’t right he just don’t understand
These fans are the reason why you
Got them bands
Not a characteristic of a real man
I speak how I feel , won’t keep it within
I still go to college , don’t get shit confused
Stop worrying bout me just worry bout you