What were you tryna tell me? Sometimes when I close my eyes, I can’t see Working a ton No time for rest Weight on my shoulders I might as well flex Tryna be Atlas but uno reverse A nigga tryna be on top of the map Cue myself up cus I might not be next Just know that I’m coming when timing is best Waiting my time but ego it keep saying look at me Shit got me feeling like X Huh I’m bout to cook up some jams huh Till we get stuck with an anthem They don’t see the vision I’m moving like lazy eye Forest Whitaker the damn goat Running from shit cus they can’t float Rise over run like a damn slope Stay away from me I’m minimalist And right now you doing the damn most What’s on your wrist? Bitch I’m taking a trip Aw yea Back to the business Back on my shit Aw yea Bucket list all on my mind it’s legit Aw yea Long as I’m living I feel like I’m rich Skrrrrt Flex on the opposition how I’m rocking I know you niggas wouldn’t keep it solid It’s not about profit, then **** is we talking? That’s when I hear from you killa Ya’ll niggas is shitty Ya’ll move round ya’ll niggas is tricky Dawg got his hands on the shhh I’m not moving timid You gotta stay wild in the city Long as I’m living I feel like I’m G Weight on my shoulder I might as well flex You want a feature? It come with a tax You not my dawg if you gotta ask I broke all the records the game in a cast Bane in the mask I’m cooking up fast and whippin ya ass All I could hear is aw yea in the back What’s on your? (what’s on your?) What’s on your wrist? Bitch I’m taking a trip Aw yea Back to the business Back on my shit Aw yea Bucket list all on my mind it’s legit Aw yea Long as I’m living I feel like I’m rich It’s a good spot for the outro right here I don’t think it-