What You See

What you see is what you get, I ain’t no star
But these flows that I spit, really could take me far (ugh)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no star
But these flows that I spit, really could take me far (look)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no bitch
But these flows that I spit, really could make me rich (look)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no bitch
But these flows that I spit, really could make me rich

I been stuck up on that bullshit
While y’all capping ass rappers always talking bout a full clip
That fool shit, I be spitting heat so fuck that cool shit
Niggas steady lying like a pastor in a pulpit
But we ain’t gotta say shit
Niggas try to hate, but bitch I’m still on yo playlist
I’m chasing greatness
Got me feeling like I’m Lebron, finna blow like I’m a bomb
I could never lose hunger, cause I’m spitting for my mom
And my dad too, I ain’t chasing nut, I ain’t no cashew
I love a big butt and a smile, but let it past you
I’m tryna chase a dream, tryna start a new regime
And I’m tryna get a deal, so I can see what that cash do
Chasing money all in a flash, and now I’m all on my ass
I’m hella broke, man I need a new cast
Ayo this shit ain’t joke , but I sit back and I laugh
I’m living in my own lane, and I hope I don’t crash, muthafucka

What you see is what you get, I ain’t no star
But these flows that I spit, really could take me far (ugh)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no star
But these flows that I spit, really could take me far (look)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no bitch
But these flows that I spit, really could make me rich (look)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no bitch
But these flows that I spit, really could make me rich

Should I stay, should I go, I don’t know
Only thing that’s for certain is the flow
Man I’m bout to get this dough
And I’m hungry, flour falling on the floor
If it’s hot up in the kitchen, better close my fucking door
Well damn, that nigga hot he better chill with that
That boy sick with skill, ain’t got no pill for that
I know some niggas that would kill , just to see a quarter mill
Sign a name on the line, and he ain’t never read the deal
But fuck it that’s how we feel
And when a nigga starving we eat tracks like a meal
I’m strapped with this skill
My back against the wall, if I fall you know the deal
I ain’t dying over water, I ain’t Jack, I ain’t Jill
And if my life end tomorrow, don’t feel no sorrow
My life wasn’t average, chasing green like I never seen a cabbage
I’m a savage, for them carrots, I’ll turn into a rabbit
You out you fucking mind, if you think I’ll let you have it , nigga

What you see is what you get, I ain’t no star
But these flows that I spit, really could take me far (ugh)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no star
But these flows that I spit, really could take me far (look)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no bitch
But these flows that I spit, really could make me rich (look)
What you see is what you get, I ain’t no bitch
But these flows that I spit, really could make me rich