All Mine

Look at the flick of the wrist
Look at the chip in my tooth
I was 12 when I first caught a fist
Now I throw hands in the booth, to tell you the truth
A little cash wouldn't be the worst thing
So if you would just loosen up them purse strings

I'm in pursuit of happiness clapping tracks with the truth, unh
All I see is wackness the packaging has to be proof
A catalyst with hella aptitude for visual aesthetic
Captivating masses, rhyme schemes chock full of message

I ain't cocky, I heard confidence is key
Busting doors up off the hinges with the weight of my speech
Just wait and you'll see
No second coming of Lauryn I got bigger
Hills to climb, no disrespect but it's my time, yeah

They keep telling me I'm timeless, steady calling me your highness
Because it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine
Yeah it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine

Mama asked me why I'm stressing, she said baby get your blessing
Because it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine
Yeah it's mine, it's all mine

Turn up turn up turn up we so lit lit lit lit
Shawty leaning like the syrup getcho f-f-f-fix
Mix the purpose with the furnace, gimme that beat below my sternum
Worship service save the sermon, that's my shit, that's a hit

Kickin' dust up
'Cause I heard Ivy Sole be that spontaneous combuster, microphone trucker
Only bars when they discuss her,
Come straight for your head, just might concuss ya
So come correct or get your luck up, you numbnut

Word around town is real rap is on the way
So forget what you was looking for tomorrow 'cause today
We dodged the devil for 24, hoping we see many more
Handing beats the first 48, feeling great, uh

They keep telling me I'm timeless, steady calling me your highness
Because it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine
Yeah it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine

Mama asked me why I'm stressing, she said baby get your blessing
Because it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine
Yeah it's mine, it's all mine

See I was in the Chi, I was feeling quite the opposite
Sippin' on a vibe, like water for chocolate
Approximate release date looming, heart rate booming
Tryna figure if my mom would let me have my own room

And I resumed the campaign, but I ain't pressed for your caucus
I don't need votes or elections, I'm a descendant of raucous
Y'all rappers talk us to death ne'er even a penny to show
Barely a song to your name and yet you flex like a pro

I ain't got press at the moment but yes my presence it glows
Applying pressure to the wounds that I deliver my foes
Y'all should consider dying slow, wouldn't wanna miss the come up
Heard winter be the season for preparing for the summer

What a shame, what a bummer, you thought you was next
You got less drive than a Hummer on cinderblocks I suspect
My ten toes tap tempos none can match but I
So when you ask me for the time, I can only reply

That it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine
Yeah it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine
Yeah it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine
Yeah it's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine, yeah