Bassline - Jay Gwuapo

It feel amazing I'm on the road, I'm going up, I might be famous I might be famous Baby, I know that you ain't no good for me And I can't take it no more, 'cause you were so good to me I'm done with love, I'm giving up, I'm losing trust I done been through situations when it all was getting rough I hate to see you down, but I'll be there to pick you up In any situation, if you call me, I'll pull up It feel amazing, I'm on the road, I'm going up, I might be famous I'm doing shows, I keep it close case it get dangerous And she promote me with the - until I make it, it feel amazing You know what's up, you ain't tryna lose me In every state, my shows turn into movies I ain't gon' tell you nothing, I'ma let you see And hopefully you'll notice you was meant for me I just hope that you know Baby, I know that you ain't no good for me And I can't take it no more, 'cause you were so good to me I'm done with love, I'm giving up, I'm losing trust I done been through situations when it all was getting rough I hate to see you down, but I'll be there to pick you up In any situation, if you call me, I'll pull up I ain't gon' lie, I'd reminisce at times Confused, sadly thinking, "This - really mine?" But now I'll be focused on bigger things, I'm in my prime Ain't nothing gon' stop me I'm always skipping through the lines, ain't wasting time Always gon' ride for you, and baby, that's a fact Feels so good to give some love and get it back All these feelings involved, we wasn't supposed to get attached No TBT, I miss the way she throw it back Baby, I know that you ain't no good for me And I can't take it no more, 'cause you were so good to me I'm done with love, I'm giving up, I'm losing trust I done been through situations when it all was getting rough I hate to see you down, but I'll be there to pick you up In any situation, if you call me, I'll pull up It feel amazing I'm on the road, I'm going up, I might be famous I might be famous

This is I pull up with a black mask I got some shooters that park up and hit 'em, they go for a big bag He tryna talk like he with it But he showin' different, it turn to a toe tag He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass He get turned to a throwback I got some shooters that blast if they see what he on You say "Who made the beat?", don't be a fool, uh You know I keep it cool I could be trippin', depend on my mood I got designers, just look at the shoes They say they with it but won't make a move (woo, woo, woo) They know that shit come with hate and the news Like a mechanic, I be with the tool But I got some hitters and I let 'em loose I spent a hundred-fifty on the other wrist 'Cause I ain't feelin' like I spent enough I just be coolin', chillin' in my lane All them niggas really tryna play it tough I know I'm really early in the game But I seen a lot and I done had enough I got some mixed emotions deep inside And I spend my time tryna gear it up, oh I pull up with a black mask I got some shooters that park up and hit 'em, they go for a big bag He tryna talk like he with it But he showin' different, it turn to a toe tag He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass He get turned to a throwback I got some shooters that blast if they see what he on I pull up with a black mask I got some shooters that park up and hit 'em, they go for a big bag He tryna talk like he with it But he showin' different, it turn to a toe tag He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass He get turned to a throwback I got some shooters that blast if they see what he on You say "Who made the beat?", don't be a fool, uh Don't talk out your mouth 'less you know the cost It be a hundred niggas with blue flags surrounding your yard I spin in a Wraith, yeah Yeah, I'm shootin' up stars (shootin' up stars) I'm like "Alhamdulillah" I'm like "Alhamdulillah" Say I got a big bag (yeah) Hundred round clip in the Goyard, that's a Goyard Why you tryna get up in my section? Lil' nigga, we do not know y'all, huh I got a hundred killers in my section ready to show off Do a hit, then show off I pull up with a black mask I got some shooters that park up and hit 'em, they go for a big bag He tryna talk like he with it But he showin' different, it turn to a toe tag He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass He get turned to a throwback I got some shooters that blast if they see what he on (brr, brr, brr, brr, brr) I pull up with a black mask I got some shooters that park up and hit 'em, they go for a big bag He tryna talk like he with it But he showin' different, it turn to a toe tag He can get left in the past if he talk out his ass He get turned to a throwback I got some shooters that blast if they see what he on You say "Who made the beat?", say "Who made the beat?" Don't be a fool You know I keep it cool