Yeah turn my vocal way down for this one
I gotta get some shit off my chest
Turn that beat up, that shit hitting beautifully
Yeah, all over the place man
Look
It's only one way to do it, gotta do it right
Tell I'm from the city with the way I move through sleepless nights
No Tom Hanks, Sam Baldwin, this is all in
I knew since a youngin' this my callin'
No more checkin' now the ball's in
Put twenty-four on my board
I just build and build more, you goofies build and destroy
All y'all party too much, man I just chill and record
No fillers, you feel it now if you ain't feel it before
Yes Lord
Try to separate myself from games like wide receivers
Try the team and you get pressed on corners, boy they'll obsolete you
Opps will eat ya
Look at all these odds I'm beating
Vegas got me lobster eating
Boy I'm turning odds to evens, blessed by all these plots we scheming
Yeah
Blueprint dreams, billion dollar plans on 22 inch screens
Was in the pocket so long that they just knew it's my genes
But they can't fit inside these shoes
These way bigger than they seem, yeah
Oh my God, yeah
Right there
Yeah, yeah
Let's go
Look
Back and better, ready to attack whoever
Life ripped my soul to pieces and this pen just put it back together
Couple instrumentals, rapping bout coincidentals
Rapping bout some shit I settled, bars similar to heavy metal
Yeah, I'm just reacting to the movement
I see the image you portray, look again I see through it
Put careers intensive care, you can say I.C.U. it
Shots in at the buzzer, this a Brees man I Drew it
Yeah, I ain't no Saint but I'm still charged up
Idols into rivals, biggest fear is getting star struck
Money like a wake-up call, man that's a Starbuck
I'm graving digging, this a blizzard I'm acting like my car stuck
Don't cry for me
So don't say that you put it all on the line for me
Or tell me you gon' ride for me
See you ain't coming up my ladder if you can't slide for me
Everybody in my circle, yeah I know they'd die for me
And likewise, man this that 4 AM shit
I should be in bed but I just can't put down this pen shit
Yeah, I'm not finished working 'till I'm tripling pensions and rising the tension
Like, 'how he keep on winning when the odds are against him?"
All-in, I put my house on it
Yeah you ain't fucking with my music but your spouse on it
And all the weight that's on my back can't take an ounce off it
I'm never striking out, see I kept this count solid, can't off it
Out the park, I'm taking family members out the dark
Fuck a new friend, I'm only fucking with ones from the start
I'm talking Jump Street, no 21
The way I fucked this game up
Yeah, it's no wonder I got twenty sons
No rubbers, I grew up young and with no loving
Just tryna keep them legs running, they tell me keep them M's coming
My therapist been working overtime
These suicide drills got me running like a Nike poster child
Just do it, don't be stupid, don't go over do it
People in the room, I miss when it was just me and this music
Don't get confused I'm still the dude that can get rude quickly
I change the color on her ring, see I can switch moods swiftly
Ha ha ha
Oh man, that shit's the one right there
All over the place man
We gone
Yeah