BabyTron - Jesse Owens lyrics

Something is changing it's not the same
You don't talk to me anymore (NuWave)
Bitch like that
(I wonder what the weather’s like today)
Ha ha, ayy

Keep it real with me 'cause I'ma
Always keep it real with you
Sauce God, can't spill a drop
They tryna steal my juice
Girly hit me with the
"Where you at?", shit, i'm finna scoop
Pretty bitch, look her in her eyes like
"Do you feel it too?"
Heard girly block shots, shit
I'm finna shoot balenciaga shopping
Told the clerk I need the biggest shoes
Riding 'round with ladders like we
Finna fix a roof call of Duty shit
Hunnid weapons hidden in thе coupe
Good work ethic, no more strеssing
Road running, only got four more exit's
Remember being on the dice
Could roll no sevens
Fuck around and hit the shot
With four more seconds
Really put my all into this shit
Don't understand the hate
But all them hating comments
Type of shit to make me activate
Before the rap, had pape
Name been had some weight
Bitch left me back then
Now she got the saddest face
Bitch left me back then
She know she made a dumb decision
He ain't playin on my team if he
Ain't got no hustle in him
Pull up scoring so easy, man
This shit another scrimmage
Eyes on the money
Right now I got tunnel vision
Six figure man but just know
That I'm coming millions
2017, StanWill, I was punching with him
Call the opps like, "These yo hoes? Oh
Come and get 'em"
He was dick sucking back then
I ain't fuckin with him
I can run on any beat like I'm Jesse Owens
Really tryna run it up so right
Now I got heavy focus
Four bullets in that clip? Boy
You petty toting
Tryna slide down here with that? Boy
I bet we blow him huh, yeah, no rap capping
Off White this and that but, nah
I ain't a crack addict star player
Every night catch me stat packing
201s at the self-scan, I'm doing jam magic
Scuff the sneaks once then they in the trash
Ain't no late night hiding, boy
We coming with the flash
Said he got an eighth shorted? My bad
The digi lagged
Three thousand dollar something fit
With my drippy-ass
Outta town 'cause it's less commotion
Shoutout Hutch, my neck an ocean
If it's on the floor, I'm stepping on it
Told the Lean Man come through
With some extra potion

Huh, ayy ShittyBoyz
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz