Art by @nap_napolean
Lyrics:

(TRIPLE777)
It was all arrogance in hindsight, 
That’s the narrative of my life,
Fuck it tho I be on mine,
break bread but drink all the wine,
We can do it all on my time, 
Unapologetically decline, 
Anything I find asinine,
It’s me bitch,
I feel divine,
Fuck conventional thought, 
Bitches become conventional thots,
After the shit society taught,
Then blame it on those who not,
After Epsteins fake suicide,
People still believe in the lies, 
Cmon now read between the lines
If you really woke you caught em dead to rights,
Goin ghost no one fuckin with me,
That’s how it goes when you outgrow yo city,
Just me, 
with a couple fifties on that champagne just to feel pretty,
They say T7 actin real silly
I don’t owe you shit bitch really,
I stood loyal,
You left quickly,
Bet you’d come back if I made a mili,
Like Damn,
(That’s life)
I zoom past no break lights,
Thank god no stage fright,
I be hella raw on the west side,
Live rent free in every mind,
I don’t really give a shit so never mind.

(YUNG FLEX)
If they sleeping imma make em wake up
Quit the bitching nigga get your pape up,
I ain’t stopping til me and my gang up
And it’s fuck everyone showing fake love
Like,
Fuck all the clout,
Just tryna show these niggas what I’m bout,
Tell ‘em to separate me from the crowd
What I’m spitting is real no I don’t gotta shout,
Shit could go south if you running your mouth,
Quit the Twitter talking internet complaining
If the blind lead the blind there ain’t no debating
I could give a fuck about what you be saying,
Fuck the system it’s getting dismantled
You won’t do shit if you don’t take a gamble
Everyone lost imma lead by example
While you just worried bout who next to be canceled
Oh my god,
That’s enough of that though imma flex
It’s in the name,
I ain’t worried bout fame bitch I’m worried bout checks
And no this ain’t rap bitch I’m spitting game,
You could get your ass packed I ain’t one to retract nigga you could cracked cause I bring the pain,
Better check all the facts, bitch I’m moving too tact I could get a few racks and be still the same,
And that’s real shit,
I know you motherfuckers feel this,
All these rappers suck I hit the killswitch,
Fuck the acting tough I’m spitting real bitch
I won’t stop until I get a mil bitch,
And that’s real shit,
I hope you motheruckers feel this,
I know you motherfuckers feel this.

CASPER - FT. YUNG FLEX (PROD. T7)

TRIPLE777