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crown me
by Trav
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I put in work, I put in the hours, and you know it's time
Don't pull up and ask to match if you won't match my grind
Yeah, you got a lot of your play and I got a lot on my mind
You get a whole lot of hate and I got a whole lot of diamonds
I make a hit every time, don't even matter what genre
I keep on levelin' up, you keep on lookin behind ya
I might just sell one my beats, bust my bitch down in some Prada
I get a check from the work and the music and I'ma spend it on my mama
Yeah, I had to evolve, had to pick apart
all of my flaws
I had a block in my mind, then I took a tab and it melted the walls
Now my vision is clear, every song I make the song of the year
Every song you make, don't even compare
Every song you make, don't even compare
Step on that stage and I'm tearin' it up
I feel this shit in my blood I just keep on makin' classics
And I just keep rollin' up But I couldn't fold for none
I didn't make it this far to give up I'm on that new shit
Are you ready for what's comin'?
I put in work, I put in the hours, and you know it's time
Don't pull up and ask to match if you won't match my grind
Yeah, you got a lot of your play and I got a lot on my mind
You get a whole lot of hate and I got a whole lot of diamonds
I make a hit every time, don't even matter what genre
I keep on levelin' up, you keep on lookin behind ya
I might just sell one my beats, bust my bitch down in some Prada
I get a check from the work and the music and I'ma spend it on my mama
Don't pull up
Don't pull up
I put in work, I put in the hours, and you know it's time
Don't pull up and ask to match if you won't match my grind
Yeah, you got a lot of your play and I got a lot on my mind
You get a whole lot of hate and I got a whole lot of diamonds
I make a hit every time, don't even matter what genre
I keep on levelin' up, you keep on lookin behind ya
I might just sell one my beats, bust my bitch down in some Prada
I get a check from the work and the music and I'ma spend it on my mama
Yeah, I had to evolve, had to pick apart
all of my flaws
I had a block in my mind, then I took a tab and it melted the walls
Now my vision is clear, every song I make the song of the year
Every song you make, don't even compare
Every song you make, don't even compare
Step on that stage and I'm tearin' it up
I feel this shit in my blood I just keep on makin' classics
And I just keep rollin' up But I couldn't fold for none
I didn't make it this far to give up I'm on that new shit
Are you ready for what's comin'?
I put in work, I put in the hours, and you know it's time
Don't pull up and ask to match if you won't match my grind
Yeah, you got a lot of your play and I got a lot on my mind
You get a whole lot of hate and I got a whole lot of diamonds
I make a hit every time, don't even matter what genre
I keep on levelin' up, you keep on lookin behind ya
I might just sell one my beats, bust my bitch down in some Prada
I get a check from the work and the music and I'ma spend it on my mama
Don't pull up
Don't pull up
