(Sylvester)

Yeah

Ain't got a long list of requirements, I need silence, time and space

Still look to the heavens for guidance, step in the light, tryna find my faith

Told bro don't settle in life, you might go broke tryna chase this dream

Can't trip when the haters pree, man's out on a mission like Katy B

They can't stop this calling, it feels like they're all just tryna distract man

I thank God I woke up this morning, I feel like a valuable black man

You gotta focus on what's important, that way I got nothing to blame

That's why I try painting these pictures, but I'm still stuck in the frame

Gotta hang this in the Louvre, it's art (bop, bop)

I splash paint on the canvas, now I can hear all the ooo's and ahh's, the mandem salute when we're cruising past (cruising past)

I been moving sharp

Step in the booth like who's in charge? (who's in charge?)

I've been out here since Forreducci hats and the Gucci scarfs (right)

Had to link bro, like hold that thought, just give me the 4-4-2

I get warm like August, June

They come like the rent or the mortgage due (the mortgage due)

They don't know what to call this ting, I don't know what to call it too (yeah)

She call it sexy, gorgeous, forces fit like a horses shoe

Now I'm back in the groove, I transformed, Shia Laboeuf

If you're idle, you won't understand it

It's hard to relate to a man on the move

This ain't a sprint it's a marathon, put in the work, my stamina grew (yeah)

This ain't a sprint it's a marathon, put in the work, my stamina grew