(HOOK) I’ve got too much on my plate yea I got too much in my bank yea I got too much on my brain yea I’ve been chill in outer space uh I’ve been working every day uh I’ve been tryna kill these lames uh I’ve been tryna cut the fame uh I’ve been tryna clear my name
Winning like Scarce Winning like Scarce Throw that flannel on and double upload havin drama nightmares (x2)
(VERSE) Back in the day I was just making minimum Clock into work was like swallowing cinnamon Had to get by and be complacent, I was invisible But at my pinnacle, now I’m beyond that This is the pivotal moment I’m at Hard at work man I been back to that rap Back to deliver the music that slap And they know that I’m out here ready to adapt
Booty big as lex’s forehead ...that is very big
Try to narrow down my damn tracklist …but that very big
Like Hannah Montana with second channels I’m a gamer do music I’m off the handle Man I’m cashing these checks while I’m wearing sandals Boy I’m getting too big like I’m Scarce with the flannel
HOOK
(VERSE) Hold the phone let me spit venom Yea he got it in him Some calling him out But he still out here winning
Want so many girls, got a hit list Wrote the rap and now they hit my digits
(some girl on the phone)
Bitch
That’s just how we go we're living the dream And we’re moving onto better things And we so locked and loaded Get that dually noted
They just want the kid to end like Cobain They get so mad when he get the fame Used to get hurt but that’s how you gain Now he’s just focusing on his own lane And when it’s all done we’ll leave with a bang