First album warm up

Y'all ain't ready for the next one

This shit just the throwaways

Still better than your best one

Hoping that I'll ease up

So they can get some rest done

Different over here

Boy I treat em like my step sons

Now who the best one

Puffin up your chest

Like a girl just got her breast done

Wonder if it's real

Man you know I gotta test something

Go ahead speak your thoughts

Cause that look it just confessed em

Nah y'all ain't ready for this

My biggest stress is picking between the Marriot or Ritz

I'm sky diving on a Wednesday

Some cinema shit

And since then

I ain't turning back

I'm burning tracks

Don't ask for features

Cause you gon realize the meters

That's really in between us

No smoke and mirror is near us

Man you gon really see this

But you ain't see all the blood and tears

Proceed to eat us

Oh

Just tell me what you really thinking

Damn how you still wondering

Why you never see my ass

I think it's pretty blatant

I'm just on a scenic path

I'm seeing shit at new heights

So why you seeming mad

You green with envy

And you think that I ain't seeing that

But I can't blame ya

But I can't help you neither

Boy I just can't save ya

Drowning knee deep

Just jump out the container

Some people got it some don't

They'd rather die up on that island

Instead of making a boat

But I got shit to do

So someone go ahead give me a toast

Because tomorrow might be gone like that

No leaving a note

Woah

Oh

Just tell me what you really thinking