Pocket Watchin' Lyrics

About to break all the boxes that they put me in,

Please don't approach me, not the friendliest

Just cause you got that pistol, you ain't provin' shit

Your name don't hold no weight, boy, you irrelevant

I'm chasing the bag while you pocket watchin'

Touch me, or mines and this rocket poppin'

Line in the sand, yeah, please don't cross it

I die by respect, put it on my coffin

I'm chasing the bag while you pocket watchin'

Touch me, or mines and this rocket poppin'

Yeah, these birdies chirpin', but I need the profit

I die by respect, put it on my coffin

Yo, my mans tried to tell me, Yo co6y like, why don't you smile more

Tell him what the fuck I gotta smile for, cause I haven't made my first millie yet

And I'm 29, like a fridge I just been coolin', I'm livin' life to recline

My clique told me buckle down, it's time to go take what's mine

I been too patient, y'all had the chance

Fumble the bag and it's co6y's time

Now my stock don't go down like a rolly

Take it to heights that they never seen

Tryna be on the TV's and Magazines

When I get to the top, yeah they know that I'm staying there

I'm scared of heights, so I'm not coming down

When I get the money, know they comin' round'

Don't act like we friends, cause you don't know me now

I'm chasing the bag while you pocket watchin'

Touch me, or mines and this rocket poppin'

Line in the sand, yeah, please don't cross it

I die by respect, put it on my coffin

I'm chasing the bag while you pocket watchin'

Touch me, or mines and this rocket poppin'

Yeah, these birdies chirpin', but I need the profit

I die by respect, put it on my coffin

10 years in the making, had to cultivate the sound

I couldn't catch the flow, but I think I got it now

They couldn't see the vision, but I bet it's not blurry now

I didn't get any hands out, when I was on the ground

Unk told me, don't be like all these other type artist

We wanna hear co6y's sound

They really thought that I didn't have bars

Until I wrote them all down

Im bout to break out like Drake did in 09'

But I did it on my own, didn't have no Lil Wayne cosign

I'm chasing the bag while you pocket watchin'

Touch me, or mines and this rocket poppin'

Line in the sand, yeah, please don't cross it

I die by respect, put it on my coffin

I'm chasing the bag while you pocket watchin'

Touch me, or mines and this rocket poppin'

Yeah, these birdies chirpin', but I need the profit

I die by respect, put it on my coffin