CAREFUL (3 IN 1 REMIX) Lyrics

I've been taking a serious look at the past

And the people I work with, it's time that I thin out the hurt

A mile a minute, my mind like a filing cabinet

I'm emptying baggage, taking out trash

And it's starting to pile a curve

Alone in my room with a pen, cause again and again

It seem I don't get tired of words

Sometimes I feel like this could be a blessing

And other times I feel like rhymings a curse

Either way I'm gonna use it all to my advantage

They call me the man cause they know I'ma put in the work

This talent a treasure to me, if it buried or hidden from me

I guess I'ma be shoveling dirt till I find it

I just did my tax return, turns out I make more than you

And I never went to college, you're 9 to 5

Pays worse than my indie Amplify

That I'm sorry, made minimum wage off half a verse

And I scribbled, I'm a little impressed

Tasted a little success, killed all the rappers in chess

I guess there's a reason they call me the best, so crazy

I'm checking out houses already, just start putting marks on the checklist

I ain't even cashing the check yet, so check it

Pay 2.99 for some number 2 pencils, I call that return on investment

I know the moment I close on it, listen

Cause turning the key is the moment I'm burning some bridges

Like leave me alone, hitting my DM's at clockwork

You're not worth the space of my phone

Driving me bonkers, the monster is clawing my throat

You talk first, I block first, I'm making you ghost

Like, I saw that your music was falling behind all the rest of us

I called you out for it, you didn't like it and dissed me

It was pathetic but you couldn't fall shorter

And you know they're saying you're better than me

And this lyrical thing was a tall order

So make sure your ego ain't getting too big

Little man with a push, it'll fall over

I'm sick of me giving my time to these people who aren't undeserving to

You tag me on Twitter to get my attention

And making me not want to work with you

And when your personal problems in public

And questioning just how mature are you?

Turning my back on you and I'm done

You praying on my downfall, at least you praying

At least you saying, dear God, I'm begging that bard don't make it

I love you, hate it, don't know what the reason is

I turned my back, Nate wasn't even talking about his favorites

He was just listing my remixes!

Em, Cole, Ye, Kendrick, Nate, what can I say?

Nate, been in rotation since the 7th grade

You must've blinked if you saw me hesitate

Can't relate, I'm a make history

One of these days, why should I wait

Never run late, how about tomorrow?

My schedule open, ayy