Intro Lyrics

Yeah, nowadays forever seems shorter than ever

Time flies and the days land closer together

When you the pilot, you ain't got no time to vibe with all the other people riding

When you see them hi and bye, trying to be flyer than guys I ride and rock with

I'm locked in with the pilots in my cockpit

Ain't worried about the optics

But if we talking profits, that's a different topic

Probably got a little clock on the chain

The way these niggas out here pocket watching

I guess if yours ain't popping, that's the only option

And far as opinions, we know you got some

But I would rather read the room than read the reviews

Cause ain't no fans left, they all making beats on computers

Out of the loops, I'm out for the loot

Sorta bird brained for chicken right out of the coop

Might triple my money like down goose

Scratchin' my head, how they gon' knock the crown loose

A field goal is cool if you down two

But we need multiple possessions just to catch up

So we lose like the Browns do

My brown hue might be top rank pound for pound too

Probably feel my first punch line around round two

Dream of being filthy

But maybe I'm just wishy-washy

Just don't send me no fuckin' invitations to your pity party

Cause I'll be really tardy, learned to protect

My peace of mind caught me speeding, had to redefine

I was on 10, ain't been moving as fast since

Had a tense pass in the past tense

See all the details magnified in the glass lens

Took this life damage and as is

And I take advice from the has-beens

when they down on they last cents

Cause they tell a story with passion

On how they let that glory get past them

I figured out a way to outlast them

It's what you do with the checks right after you cash them