Lyrics

Everything I spit direct so y'all really feel it Finally got up off the wall, it's time to really kill it Always keep your shit in check, you never know the time That you finally pay the debt, that you owe your life So until my last breath, I'll be on my shit Do my best to make these dreams finally exist But if I don't become the man I said I'm gonna be Remember me for who I was, and not for who I couldn't be Off the wall, going in Invest in the blow boy, we gon' win Off the wall, going in Invest in the blow boy, we gon' win Off the wall, going in Invest in the blow boy, we gon' win Off the wall, going in I said I'm off the wall, I feel the flow within I'm on my God of War, Kratos how I'm going in Rock the cradle y'all been sleepin' on the kid Rip the bib from 'round my neck and wrap a chain around it It's Nyck Caution, spell it with a "Y" when you write it Small white kid with the bars, he's a Titan All right, I'll be up all night This ain't nothin' new to me, this is what I call life Off the wall, took my first step, wasn't very scared And if I can make it here I can make it anywhere It's my year every year, I don't make no resolutions I just seek revenge, everyday is my retribution I be on the record ruthless, when it rains it pours I'm tryna weather through it, hurricane and storms Hope my umbrella soothes it, either way I gotta grind it out Livin' through the lows, time we started climbin' out Off the wall, going in Invest in the blow boy, we gon' win Off the wall, going in Invest in the blow boy, we gon' win Off the wall, going in Invest in the blow boy, we gon' win Off the wall, going in Off the wall, off the shizz Paranoia ain't my only problem kid Sell it to a mother in her stomach is a kid learning That where I'm from that's just some regular shit So, 'til then it's get it how you live God forbid can't bring home the bacon 'cause I die from one of these pigs Life's a gamble, take a risk I'm callin' shots that don't miss, ya bitch we ballin' Just to get the point across that we can't be stallin', money callin' Livin' conditions revoking my primal instincts Gotta get it even if somethin' ends up missin' Prayin' to the Lord circumstances that a nigga given like Way easy to sell drugs, fuck hoes forget love Sip mud 'til I'm bed tucked, quit fightin' get your bands up Keep Glock on extendo, no games it's Nintendo You earn stripes 'til the bands show Like a old head I been grown Off the wall my energy through the roof A nigga got a lotta things I need to prove Turn up the gain, I got nothin' to lose I keep too much to my self, I let it out in the booth Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like I had to get myself, get myself, get myself, get myself On it Let's get it started nigga
Writer(s): Kirlan Labarrie, Nyck Caution Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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