Gotta take me a breath and a time to blink
I be going wid ya flow too much
Ain't got time to stop think
But I Done three shows in about three months
Gotta crew, ties wid mob
Work all day gotta pack our lunch
It's bout time my crew done eat
So I gotta slow down and prepare
Me and Myself onna beat better prepare
Beware of the dog that's me there
Course I'm on the beat like metronomes
So you speakers might need a repair
If the haps DH won't be there
I'm be at home tryna work on a beat there
Crop got chopped trimmed bagged
The profits not really fair
See we sold too weak to the big boys
But next year gonna sell half streetly
One v one onna map like rust
I'll guarantee that you can't dare beat me
I drive the bus like a transperth volvo
Fuck ya fair just hop in quickly
S where we going
Up they need me
Don't wanna be
Hearts in deeply
Not completely
Minds misleading
Gotta believe me
I think ill is an understatement
Coz I don't need no one to treat me
I don't won't no one to see me
Gotta heart full of gold for the world
But my demons tryna defeat me
Ain't got a purpose and I can't lie man
Ain't gon do it for my fucking city
Imma just do it for the fans who love my shit
Gon bounce to my shit let's boogie
Ain't got love for the fellow artists who can't see shit through it's a pity
Still gon rep for the six that's dons
Bottom to top and that shits there's tricky
Orse on my fucking chest that's chunky
Still get funky let's get litty
You don't wanna hear me shout out it's S the cork go pop and it's gets too litty
Yeah it's litty
Yeah it's litty
I be going back to back to back to back to back
On tracks
Like trains but I ain't getting output
It's like everyone's streaming my tunes
But ain't really hearing a g that's how it looks
They wanna dap from me, views from me even tips from me I'm outlooked
We ain't the same lil g so don't switch lanes stick to the book
G codes present stick to the book
Won't end up bait onna hook
I be outside with da straights and crooks
But it don't change my mindset
Just wait man I ain't gotta pint yet
Fuck all da fakes go bow when da sights set
Fuck all da fakes go bow when da sights set
One two step on a sweet one surely
Wanna ride shotgun baby surely
I need a fresh trim from my bredren
Hop in quick gon trek it to morley
Came from da hills ain't living too poorly
Cats don't creep coz I gave em a warning
Sweet one arch ya back gon arch dat back in da early morning
I'm on my own way I am my own boss
Liz in the shoebox
Still getting underpaid so I'm tryna find new locks
Fuck it I'll pay for new ways
Coz I'm tryna blast off
Even if it's fake I'll still get my last off
Few bars for ya ma 'for I take off
Aye few of you don't understand
Where I'm coming from in this world
Truth is gotta new set plan
And I ain't gonna steal your
Already work to hard for da man
But works alright worked out that system
And I don't touch down till we land
In da 6 wid a chart listing
Bad bitch came through oh damn
Like I'm from the clan but I ain't yet glistening
But times gonna serve me right
So I'll wait in the mean time work are you kidding
I'm tryna dig deep gotta find what I'm missing
You ain't really hearing a g you just listening