Lyrics
When you go and get it, you can't fuck with hoping
Don't think for a second i've mastered all these things i've spoken
Truth is i'm broken, but lately i been tryna fix it
Paid my demons a visit, told em "it's my time and i ain't gone miss it"
So if you wit it, then stay out of my way
Cause any obstacle is getting blasted, don't fuck with any bastards
I've cut so many classes, i'm learning from my life
And i'll be damned if i let you stop me on my flight
Uh, so fall back
Headed for throne, no fallback
Niggas talk shit like they all that
Got your whole fam in all black
This bar alone is your eulogy
But honestly, between you and me
I ain't got time for your dumb shit
I just write rhymes and then run shit like
They hit my phone, asking "what you doing Friday night?"
I tell em "nothing", they're like "what?, you know it's Friday, right?"
It's bad bitches everywhere and you know what they're like
When they drinking all night
I tell em "fuck it" cause honestly I don't give a fuck
I'm at home working, tell me how much you make in the club
Liquor and bitches, I don't want em, i be in the cut
Writing rhymes, high as fuck, i swear i can't get enough
Nothing wrong with a lil party
Everybody needs some time off
Me i ain't go to bed till 5 this morning
I ain't even cut the lights off, cause i fell asleep while writing this
In the lab i feel like a scientist, still don't give a fuck but if you hating
Got a couple nuts you can try and kiss
I'm iron fist how i write hooks, you go no chance of surviving
I love to learn but I don't like books, my knowledge is surprising
I'm flawless, when I'm rhyming, she's gorgeous when she smiling
Be cautious, of the people who get nauseous when you shining
Cause they love it when you fail, they can't stand ya
Really, you're a danger to their ego, their confidence on zero
I'm dodging em like neo, they still live in the matrix
All i do is work hard, my niggas sayin they hate it when
They hit my phone, asking "what you doing Friday night?"
I tell em "nothing", they're like "what?, you know it's Friday, right?"
It's bad bitches and you know what they're like
When they drinking all night
I tell em "fuck it" cause honestly I don't give a fuck
Im at home working, tell me how much you make in the club
Liquor and bitches, I don't want em, i be in the cut, writing rhymes
High as fuck, i swear i can't get enough