Out for Delivery

Look

I told the coach I'm the coach now

Better watch your tone now

When you around for a meeting

Uhh, when I'm getting flown out

You ain't 'bout to see me going out of my way

Just to get a pic in front of your logo thrown on my page

If it ain't a dollar then I'm out of this with all of this work

I read your offer and it said you hope I don't know my worth

This an investment, the best kept secret to get you blessed with

Reckless, doing a buck eighty off the exit

I checked with my momma, and she said it's a slap

I want everybody stomach down and my bread in the bag

Like this a half yoga studio, half bakery, y'all rap lazily

Time ticking, using all God gave to me

I'm out the back door, Alec pulling up the getaway

Fuck what you said and say, I'm making more out of my seven days

Uh, and bet the house on Karowak

Y'all in label talks when this dropped, I promise y'all ain't hearing back

Bitch it's Mr. Listen To This Shit Or Cut Your Ears Off

Working overtime while they was quick to flip the gears off

Rookies say they grinding, but it only been a year dog

So fuck you to your face, what can I say, I only fear God

Money ain't the motive, I ain't told you? Then you never listen

Said I wasn't really with the rapping, they already missing

Let it glisten, choke a motherfucker till he pled submission

Head is different; let her throw it at me like I been in prison

I'm 'bout to Ben Wallace chopper to deflate the ball

Greatest all time, so know that I ain't came to play with y'all

Piss drunk at celebrity games, amazing aim and all

Fuck you saying dog? Let's get this paper before the angels call

And if they miss me, leave a message at the tone

And if you diss me, we address it to your home, it's nothing personal

Y'all acting funny, tripping honey off the comb

When honey's coming home with me to free the freaking in they soul

Even slower than codeine is, we selling you old features for double

Y'all motherfuckers in trouble this evening, uh

Spit like my cheek bleeding, I bit it, you bite me

None like me, a couple glasses of cab, I'm off red like Mikey

Cooling, no fool couldn't hype me, knowing what true and what might be

Who you see doing this like me? Who he? That fool on my type beat

Truly a tool to tutor; who could play me in a movie

Maybe Ethan Hawke, Gyllenhaal, or Daniel Day Louis