Can't Copy This

Yeah okay Look look Can’t copy this No way Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my walk New little dream in a second hand car I do my work then I play all night Pocket still small but the vision too large Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my sauce I make one song then I turn it to gold Whole city knows when I step outside Not rich yet but I move like a boss I wake up late but the plan still early Cheap white tee but the mind look wealthy Phone keep ringing they ask where the verse be I say Hold up let the beat get thirsty Bus card low but the dream got mileage Old shoes clean when I step in silence They all talk loud but the work talk higher Small room hot like a whole empire I got no chain but the neck got timing No big deal but the hook keep climbing Friends in the back with the hands all flying One more take and the whole room shining They want the style but they miss the spirit They hear the bounce but they can’t get near it I keep it simple so the world can hear it Turn my little life into lyrics Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my walk New little dream in a second hand car I do my work then I play all night Pocket still small but the vision too large Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my sauce I make one song then I turn it to gold Whole city knows when I step outside Not rich yet but I move like a boss I got big plans on a low budget weekend New track drop and the whole block speaking No sleep still got a fresh little reason One good hook turn a cold month season I don’t chase clout I just walk and it follows Empty cup but the sound feel bottled I laugh too much for a kid with problems Still make noise from the room at the bottom They say Slow down but the bass keep running They say Act broke but the face keep sunny I got no map but the lane keep coming Left foot first and the whole street jumping This ain’t luck this is late night cooking Small town kid with the big world booking If they ask why everybody looking Tell ’em this bounce got them hooked in Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my walk New little dream in a second hand car I do my work then I play all night Pocket still small but the vision too large Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my sauce I make one song then I turn it to gold Whole city knows when I step outside Not rich yet but I move like a boss They want the recipe But I don’t measure They want the energy But this feel better Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my walk New little dream in a second hand car I do my work then I play all night Pocket still small but the vision too large Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my sauce I make one song then I turn it to gold Whole city knows when I step outside Not rich yet but I move like a boss Can’t copy this bounce can’t copy my walk Can’t copy This bounce Yeah yeah Okay