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

**** 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 **** 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