I be up early early
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong, bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
You see they
They gon hate but they all-watching
And God got me
Just be very cautious
Might need autopsosy
Way i kill em softly
Clothes stained wit coffee
I cant get em off me
They parasites and
Imma need some space like a Terabyte
Count a green face with the berry stripe
Very nice
I be in the stu home-cookin like a married wife
Tryna take good care of mine
I think about my goals get terrified
I think about my bros get teary-eyed
I think about my foes think scary-side
I peek inside my soul see, paradise
I
I find peace like my girl wit Tai-Chi, My
My mind see different world than eyes see, I
See i peep different persons psyche
Now
And i think, 'I dont think they like P'
Now
My IG say that don't define me right
But all i see is everybody tryna be like
Well what they think that everybody tryna be
Aint nobody tryna lead
Everybody copy
So
Its adios to the copy-clones
Im tryna go to Galapagos
Where tings tan trees tropical
Bikini top optional
I fell in love with the obstacle
Learned to poke at impossible
Make winning sound probable
And quitting sound comical
I got the juice keep a bottle-full
Young-caboose get a lotta pull
Thinking I can't save these hoes I rather save the planet dog
Careful of my moves if it's gonna get my man involved
Plotting on estate that got a lake for cannonballs
Need a
Big bag Santa Claus
I drop a hit back flip
Baby fuck the ump
I puff the bunt
I promise that we up to sum
Been looking at these other rappers like its sucks to suck
I'm up early with the birdies when the dawn cracks
Just searching for a hit like the bong-bat
I hit the shift niggas All Cap
I'm all facts
Never switched sides
I put that on the kids in my ballsack
I'm going off like alarm clocks
Im on one till im on top
I call shots, never called cops
Just tryna spill my heart out for the song stops
Ya
Yea yea yea, yea, yea, yea