Honor Roll
On the go
Talk is cheap
And we only speakin code
Cooking up like a mama on the stove
Yeah we bend but we never break the fold
Honor roll
Boy I making them hate
Coming right out of the gate
Cutting some folks up my life
You ain't a part of the cake
All that church smiling
Ain't no need for that
Your fake one I hope you pray for that
Drake I'm flipping the switch
(Flipping the switch)
You Not on my level
Not on my level
Battled the devil
Rose to the top
I'm a rebel
Shooting my shot like I'm Mello
I'm looking to stunt on my haters
Thank God for all of my exes they were all crazy messes
Woah
Well
I'm just keeping it real
Maybe I do need to chill
Got my foot on your neck
Rappers I'm looking to kill
No I'm not looking for deals
I'm not a slave
Rap for some money
Then give it away
Nah nah nah
Forget a 9 to 5
I put in overtime
Skill in overdrive
Overdriven
Picasso of rapping
My Painting a vision
Plugin my ears
Not looking to listen
People be talking
They stuck in remission
You never been where I've driven
All the bodies in the truck
All them Nights I look for friends
But you left me in a funk
But is cool
My body poured out for you
Always thought I was bulletproof
Until I saw Chris with a bullet whew
On the go
Talk is cheap
And we only speakin code
Cooking up like a mama on the stove
Yeah we bend but we never break the fold
Friends they come and they go
Come and they go
I'm cutting you off
Cutting you off
I'm playing my hand
Playing my hand
Being a boss
Chess move chess move
Life is really what you choose
People sleeping on me
Late for work
Press snooze
Just a Flicka Da Wrist
Flick of the wrist
Im putting in work
Putting in work
Came from the dirt
Ramen noodles
They cooking were burnt
Living rich in reverse
Man I thought it was a curse
Now I see it as a platform
To show people God works
I've been ready
Checkered flag red Chevy
Expectations
That's heavy
Toxic folks that's deadly
Momma momma momma
Cause the stress of living life
I don't want no drama
Well it is what it is
You get what you give
No need for the fiz
But I got all A's
In this game of life
God is a teacher and I'm doing all right
Talk is cheap
And we only speakin code
Cooking up like a mama on the stove
Yeah we bend but we never break the fold
Honor roll
Boy I making them hate
Coming right out of the gate
Cutting some folks up my life
You ain't a part of the cake
All that church smiling
Ain't no need for that
Your fake one I hope you pray for that
Drake I'm flipping the switch
(Flipping the switch)
You Not on my level
Not on my level
Battled the devil
Rose to the top
I'm a rebel
Shooting my shot like I'm Mello
I'm looking to stunt on my haters
Thank God for all of my exes they were all crazy messes
Woah
Well
I'm just keeping it real
Maybe I do need to chill
Got my foot on your neck
Rappers I'm looking to kill
No I'm not looking for deals
I'm not a slave
Rap for some money
Then give it away
Nah nah nah
Forget a 9 to 5
I put in overtime
Skill in overdrive
Overdriven
Picasso of rapping
My Painting a vision
Plugin my ears
Not looking to listen
People be talking
They stuck in remission
You never been where I've driven
All the bodies in the truck
All them Nights I look for friends
But you left me in a funk
But is cool
My body poured out for you
Always thought I was bulletproof
Until I saw Chris with a bullet whew
On the go
Talk is cheap
And we only speakin code
Cooking up like a mama on the stove
Yeah we bend but we never break the fold
Friends they come and they go
Come and they go
I'm cutting you off
Cutting you off
I'm playing my hand
Playing my hand
Being a boss
Chess move chess move
Life is really what you choose
People sleeping on me
Late for work
Press snooze
Just a Flicka Da Wrist
Flick of the wrist
Im putting in work
Putting in work
Came from the dirt
Ramen noodles
They cooking were burnt
Living rich in reverse
Man I thought it was a curse
Now I see it as a platform
To show people God works
I've been ready
Checkered flag red Chevy
Expectations
That's heavy
Toxic folks that's deadly
Momma momma momma
Cause the stress of living life
I don't want no drama
Well it is what it is
You get what you give
No need for the fiz
But I got all A's
In this game of life
God is a teacher and I'm doing all right
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Writer(s): Kendall Clark
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