Luvi - 95 lyrics

[Hook] Born in 95, already changing the game Born in 95, already changing the game Down in this city, from my seat up to my brain Once I leave this sh** will never be the same It's Cleveland motherf**er [Verse 1: Luvi] Yeah, I'm flying all these jets like New York, boy I pop a p**y like a champagne cork, boy Down in Miami at that 5-star resort, boy Plus I'm balling hard and I ain't even on the court, boy I know I got it so, all they say is do what you do And on my schedule all you see is w's Cuz I can't stop winning b**hes hating I'm just grinning And I'm gonna make another fire track, and watch them all disintegrate I'm feeling great, got an on-the-fame flow like Willie Mays Luvi the young prince, I can feel my princess on me, and I can be the next Will and Kate And I know you mad at me, because your dreams are my reality Like how I got your dream girl, your dream job, your dream everything But now I'm gone, and I'm sh**ting on these doubters And someone said the kid fell off so I put in even more hours Because being ok ain't ok You gotta be grade A to get paid That's why I give it all I got And that's why they go cray when I drop my mixtape And your grilling my dick-dick Cause you wanna roll with Cleveland's kid-kid But I got so many different b**hes I don't even know which sh** to pick it So insane, I can't complain, wanna see sunshine you see rain Born in 95, and I'm already changing the game, like [Hook] [Verse 2: Luvi] Lost in a moment, but I'm never hard to find A young DaVinci, painting pictures with his rhymes They say the dude is sh**, I must be out my f**ing mind Well call me crazy cuz I'm staying on my motherf**ing grind I got these sponsorships Cuz they know I'm on top of sh** Euro chicks on me like I'm Peja Stojakovic Better yet, call me Mr. I-got-your b**h All I see is green lights, so I'm never stopping b**h I'm just doing me Top of the game, I'm soon to be So all the rappers thinking they up there need to step aside and make some room for me Cuz I'm hot, Man you not I'm style like Elite socks I got rocks, on my wrist You wear crocs, I wear Timbs I get dimes, you can't even pull a penny Shout-out goes to Pheobe, Shane, and my homie Lenny Wait hold-up girl what's your name? I can't remember because I've been through so many But man if she don't wanna go, don't worry cause I got plenty Of other women down to get it in All my flows are sicker than Everything you putting out Just look how big I'm getting kid You talking but we living it Everybody's listening It's L-U-V-I and First Round Yeah we in this b**h [Hook]