Pocket Watching ft. Biggs! Lyrics

So stubborn that I gotta learn the hard way

So cut up it could pass up as an art piece

It's all love but with business I don't parlay

My ambition brought me onto the guitar place

My ambition had her naked in the archway

Double back soon as you get in a hard place

She my baby but I might have to depart things

Try to convince me, fresh bottle Chardonnay

I rocked alone in the cold season, I found you're no better off free man

That's living life, but it's depleted

What kind of meal is better unseasoned?

Yeah, stop the clock before the next meeting

Yeah, money talks, I gotta Charlie Sheen it

I'm pocket watching? Niggas gatekeeping

You SIA, Chandelier

I'm Mike Jack, beat it

Money burn a hole in your pocket

Yeah, look at it falling for show

Yeah, you gotta live it to learn it, go get up and earn it, you know

They ain't nothin' but a stand fan

Push up from a handstand, bluffing

Working no plan, hella quick to go abandon nothing

Insecure and stuttered talking, so the hand cannon clutching

Sayonara, baby went and caught a heat stroke

From the valley of the sun and she do Keto

Beat her front and back, I got her hitting C-notes

Singing all my C notes, wondering what we wrote

Put em' down just so you could build a ego

Niggas pay a fortune just to know what we know

I got idols but I got a plan to meet those

I manifest in the garden where heat grows

I rocked alone in the cold season, I found you're no better off free man

That's living life, but it's depleted

What kind of meal is better unseasoned?

Yeah, stop the clock before the next meeting

Yeah, money talks, I gotta Charlie Sheen it

I'm pocket watching? Niggas gatekeeping

You SIA, Chandelier

I'm Mike Jack, beat it

Money burn a hole in your pocket

Yeah, look at it falling for show

Yeah, you gotta live it to learn it, go get up and earn it, you know

They ain't nothin' but a stand fan

Push up from a handstand, bluffin

Working no plan, hella quick to go abandon nothing

Insecure and stuttered talking, so the hand cannon clutching

It takes one to know one, I got it from you

And it's safe to assume, I got it out of the blue

When it shakes up the room, throw me out of the mood

Ain't no faking the landing, I'm out on the moon

She call it crazy, I call it passionate

I know she right but she still don't know the half of it

I didn't mean to pop off, it was an accident

But I've been crashing out, I'm bouta crash the whip

Man, that's what love do, I said I love you and I mean it

You been ghosting, I been tweaking

I hate everybody breathing, baby, but you

You can see in my demeanor

I'm uneasy, overthinking are you leaving?

You say no, but I don't trust you

I need to get my trust up but I know once I look through her phone, it's tough luck

She ask me like a million questions, but I don't like testing hoe, please shut up

You got me fucked up!

Why you fuckin' up the energy?

I keep a little something in my pocket for my enemies

This your girl?

You gotta see what she been sendin' me

I know she can't get enough of me and she want ten of me

I'm not a surrogate father to none of you bitches

Addicted to dick, everybody got niches

I'm sweepin' her off of her feet superstitious

I need that devotion like it was religious

I feel like I'm gettin' too big for my britches

I'll cross any path and I'll burn down my bridges

They busy comparin' the miles to inches

I'll catch all y'all later

I'm blowin' them kisses like, mwah

Money burn a hole in your pocket

Yeah, look at it falling for show

Yeah, you gotta live it to learn it, go get up and earn it, you know

They ain't nothin' but a stand fan

Push up from a handstand, bluffin

Working no plan, hella quick to go abandon nothing

Why you got your hands out?

Looking for a handout, something?