
lirik lagu ysn fab - my mode
make a b~tch think twice when she speak on my name
got the heat on my side, it spark heat like d~wade
don′t know how i do it but they peep that i’m paid
i might as well keep her, she keepin′ me laid
could go for a trip like i’m weak in the legs
spend a week in la, see what deal i’mma take
even when i was broke i still made my own plate
i′m not like them i ain′t easy to break
bad in the foe’
i’m not the type to be quiet, see somn’ i don’t like and i’m bold
soon as the money slow, switch up my mode
not a lot can survive when you started off poor
kicking old habits, i don’t like the po’
seat way back, getting head on the road
need to learn for myself, cop a wrist for the bro
i know that you hurt, but it’s better to know
when i’m up in my mode, can′t be standing to close
i’m applying that pressure i plan to explode
the hate gettin′ real, i got talent fasho
always kept it myself, even family didn’t know
i’mma be a rap star, i got rhymes in my notes
lookin′ back on my life, not a time that i choked
energy rare, i ain′t vibing with most
really value my comfort, ain’t flying in coach
tryna channel the hunger i had with nothing in my bank
when i do you favor all i need is thanks
straight for the top, talking bigger then drake
do it all on my ones, don′t need cash money gang
how you grinding for years but your pockets the same
in that wide body scat you is not in my lane
way too blessed for to ever complain
you could never tell that i’m pushing through pain
made it out poverty, made momma prouder then ever
the reason i get what i want ′cause i live like it’s now or its never
all in the effort
i′m diving in head first, i’m taking that risk
treat you like nun, won’t be payin′ for sh~t
i′mma need you swallow, no naming the kids
was n0body before now i’m famous and rich
come to my ex she the craziest b~tch
make a b~tch think twice when she speak on my name
got the heat on my side, it spark heat like d~wade
don′t know how i do it but they peep that i’m paid
i might as well keep her, she keepin′ me laid
could go for a trip like i’m weak in the legs
spend a week in la, see what deal i′mma take
even when i was broke i still made my own plate
i’m not like them, i ain’t easy to break
bad in the foe’
i’m not the type to be quiet, see somn’ i don’t like and i’m bold
soon as the money slow, switch up my mode
not a lot can survive when you started off poor
kicking old habits, i don’t like the po’
seat way back, getting head on the road
need to learn for myself, cop a wrist for the bro
i know that you hurt, but it’s better to know
i’m in love with that paper, that guala
nothing feel better then coming from nothing and poppin′ your collar
protecting my energy, circle got smaller
life on the line for the dirtiest dollar
was workin’ and servin′ that product
i couldn’t afford no designer but now i rock prada
back to back when we ridin′ impalas
ain’t doing me wrong, i’ll stay solid
ran up them figures, i want me some more
covid got in the way of my come up, i should be on tour
last year was poor
i was jackin′ the store
in the mood for a kid not gon′ wrap it no more
smacking the floor, got this fire in my core
won’t take too long ′till i win an award
you gon’ think ysn when you hear of the four
tryna reach a level they ain′t been before
in my city i’m the top dawg but to the world i ain′t known yet
no famous rappers, no ball teams all we really got is “go jets!”
young n~gga, i was broke as h~ll rapping all the time seeing no cheques
money good now p~ssy even better, nowadays i got no stress
make a b~tch think twice when she speak on my name
got the heat on my side, it spark heat like d~wade
don’t know how i do it but they peep that i’m paid
i might as well keep her, she keepin′ me laid
could go for a trip like i′m weak in the legs
spend a week in la, see what deal i’mma take
even when i was broke i still made my own plate
i′m not like them i ain’t easy to break
bad in the foe’
i’m not the type to be quiet, see somn’ i don’t like and i’m bold
soon as the money slow, switch up my mode
not a lot can survive when you started off poor
kicking old habits, i don’t like the po’
seat way back, getting head on the road
need to learn for myself, cop a wrist for the bro
i know that you hurt, but it’s better to know
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