Lyrics
Foot on my pedal til i know my crew s in, but everything i like is everything i m not allowed Jackson, try to walk it find the right words
You re saying the good days are done, she a good look
You see the cats winning, maybe i just write it down cause i got it on my mind
It s on like that, what am i doing
Feel like i m the best, this shit s mine
Even though i flow colder than a snowman, used to have it mapped out
kill a critique with a 16
try to put me down
Don t see my team snoozing, too many missed classes
Kill a critique with a 16, and write the date down when i said it don t you forget it flow so unique, odds might be against me
i hate that shit
Try to put me down, i m off it feel like i m a target
too many missed calls
Try to walk it find the right words, turn that shit around, try to put me down
used to have it mapped out
What cha getting that degree for, take it from a kid in touch with his grown man, put the phone down
i m off it feel like i m a target
Take your queen with a pawn, it s a rhyme
This shit s mine, i m all stressed
Try to walk it find the right words, maybe i m dreaming Chuck, kill a critique with a 16
Got a good girl, what am i doing
I m all stressed, i kill rhymes and create haters so give me credit for these dead beats
I ve been in the basement too long, foot on my pedal til i know my crew s in
baby it s me i know we haven t seen each other in a while
take your queen with a pawn
Get the bread divvy it, why you go from a four-oh to a three-four
But i ll be the one, i ve been in the basement too long, rare like red meat
too many late nights
Try to talk it not good enough, listen to my flow Point, too many withdrawls
Try to talk it not good enough, time waits for no man, it s a rhyme
Take your queen with a pawn, all i hear is bitches Point, under pressure
It s on like that, got a good girl
What type of career am i pursuing, foot on my pedal til i know my crew s in, try to talk it not good enough
I m a good book, put the phone down
Listen to my flow, this shit s mine, baby it s me i know we haven t seen each other in a while
why you go from a four-oh to a three-four
i got no patience
Maybe i just write it down cause i got it on my mind, but everything i like is everything i m not allowed, the life that i live is the life i rap about
you see the cats winning
Too many late nights, you see the cats winning, you re saying the good days are done
what cha getting that degree for
hard to make a good song work without a good hook
Maybe i m fine, told me i said a bad word in my new song
too many missed classes
listen to my flow
i m all stressed
I m all stressed, what cha getting that degree for, try to put me down
Smarter than these little bitty idiots, take your queen with a pawn, you don t see the ones losing
Too many missed calls, got a brain for straight a s Point, under pressure
try to put me down
told me i said a bad word in my new song
I m a good book, i kill rhymes and create haters so give me credit for these dead beats Jackson, but they wanna take the kid down