It's tricky, it's never been done before
It's going to need planning and a large crew
When's the last time you were in Vegas
Look
They already wired the advance but I'm paid
I don't even gotta touch it
If I'm staying quiet then you know I'm up to something
Yellow tail on the black card cause I'm buzzing
And I know it stings when you see me out in public
Always call me cousin
I am not your cousin
Used to say I didn't care for dollar signs
Now I pay my mortgage off of Spotify
Yeah woah
Asking for a feature I don't got the time
Plus I heard the song and honestly I'm over qualified
And I got some people in my corner that's gon ride for me
I got a woman by my side who'd really die for me
I got the labels on the line they want the pie from me
But I ain't splitting nothing with them you ain't signing me, okay
Come and get it I'm running with it and ain't no looking back
Tunnel vision till hundred million is sitting in my lap
Hunger hitting I'm done with sitting I gotta get to bat
Everything that I pitch is a hit
I don't ever slack
When that perfect hand comes along, you bet big
An then you take the house
Used to being late to moments, so I ISO
Had to plant a seed for them to see they had they eyes closed
Guess I should have focused on the high notes
All of that embellishing probably gets you somewhere where you're from
City jumping for the moment till you folded, what a run
Homies pocket tapping when they pat your back, you're dropping funds
ATM to all your people
Your kin evil, what a stunt
Oh, pardon me
These the moments I got to breathe
Start a tangent, start advancing
Straight from heart to my arteries
Risk it all for my main supporters
Skip a beat when I face a shortage
Meetings all in my chamber
I need more danger
Might have to make a order
Think if I give any more spots to these boys, won't be nothing left
Undersold, underrepresented, I am unimpressed
Overestimated how much ego needs to touch success,
We gon need to interject
Pretty interesting
Any blessing came with stressing out and stretching out to space
This my jam
Walls closing ain't no pockets left to run
But I ran em out the building, building callous on my hands
They gon have to cut the payment in advance
You think we need one more
You think we need one more
Alright, we'll get one more
Oi
On your marks, set, go
It's about to be a goal if I really let it go
I don't do it for esteem
Connor do it for a Price
When we do this shit together though you have to pay it twice
We don't need a chauffeur we can bus it
You crane your neck like I'm Russian
Try to figure out if Idris Elba saying something but I'm bussing em
In the head, in the neck, in the spine
In the bus depot, on the train, on my airline
Wait, what
Tell the referee that I'm traveling
And I don't give a free-throw bitches pay for javelin
In your neck
You get no respect
I be laying up the dunks like I'm sleeping on the jet
Let's call the carpenter cause you gon need defense
And I'mma bring the wood
And you gon pay the rent
And your backboard getting bored out in the classroom
Let alone the court-side, you'll be off the court soon
Crying on the bench watching me getting airtime
Mic in my hand dropping verses in my spare time
Woah, hold up wait a minute bring it back
If I was a betting man I bet you'd rewind that
