Kontrol
Nothing but a
Uh
Nothing but a verse to block the weakness
Nothing but a bop to flip the weekend
And I want the bag for every season
Every time I drop they all be flocking
But I got a couple different options
Put 'em in the safe and out the way
But I got it on my own along the way
I contemplate
Know I'm moving weight, there's no debating
Money is the only conversation
Counting is the only formulation
Nation is in need of renovation
Favorite rapper sending resignations in
Uno is the only place I'm in
Been below I can't go again
Mortal man but I'm born of sin
But still god defends me
Damn
You talk about it like you know
(Like you know, like you know, like you know, yea)
You pop pills, anything just get it under control
But you ain't even close
Co dependent
Know my greatness and I'm walking in it
And I'm sleeping on the finest linens
Got attention from a lot of women
Back home knew a lot of niggas with a lot of figures
And a couple people with no pot to piss in
And they feel neglect from all they father figures
And their life is going like a mile a minute
Top 5 give me 20 minutes
Checking niggas I'm like TSA
Popping bottles when I beat the case
Issa Rae when I'm insecure but I'm still the boy that's gon' lead the way
May not know what I'm aiming for but I made it sure I'm gon' see the day
And that's no debate
And that's no delay
You talk about it like you know
(Like you know, like you know, like you know, yea)
You pop pills, anything just get it under control
But you ain't even close
Real life shit
Picking up the phone when I feel like it
I'm the one that feel priceless when the crisis in my mind sits
Dont touch man the flow is Midas
Don't know how to approach the climate
Gotta thank God how dope my life is
Linus with the rhymes and you can see it in my iris
I'm like Sherman for the Niners
I'm like Kobe in his prime
I'm affordable designer but I'm worth your starting 5
I'm the Dolce' and Gabbana
Got that music for your mama
Ice like winter, I'm not Lana
More like fucking Emma Roberts
I'll be honest
Gotta get it under control
Gotta get it under control
Gotta get it under control
Uh
Nothing but a verse to block the weakness
Nothing but a bop to flip the weekend
And I want the bag for every season
Every time I drop they all be flocking
But I got a couple different options
Put 'em in the safe and out the way
But I got it on my own along the way
I contemplate
Know I'm moving weight, there's no debating
Money is the only conversation
Counting is the only formulation
Nation is in need of renovation
Favorite rapper sending resignations in
Uno is the only place I'm in
Been below I can't go again
Mortal man but I'm born of sin
But still god defends me
Damn
You talk about it like you know
(Like you know, like you know, like you know, yea)
You pop pills, anything just get it under control
But you ain't even close
Co dependent
Know my greatness and I'm walking in it
And I'm sleeping on the finest linens
Got attention from a lot of women
Back home knew a lot of niggas with a lot of figures
And a couple people with no pot to piss in
And they feel neglect from all they father figures
And their life is going like a mile a minute
Top 5 give me 20 minutes
Checking niggas I'm like TSA
Popping bottles when I beat the case
Issa Rae when I'm insecure but I'm still the boy that's gon' lead the way
May not know what I'm aiming for but I made it sure I'm gon' see the day
And that's no debate
And that's no delay
You talk about it like you know
(Like you know, like you know, like you know, yea)
You pop pills, anything just get it under control
But you ain't even close
Real life shit
Picking up the phone when I feel like it
I'm the one that feel priceless when the crisis in my mind sits
Dont touch man the flow is Midas
Don't know how to approach the climate
Gotta thank God how dope my life is
Linus with the rhymes and you can see it in my iris
I'm like Sherman for the Niners
I'm like Kobe in his prime
I'm affordable designer but I'm worth your starting 5
I'm the Dolce' and Gabbana
Got that music for your mama
Ice like winter, I'm not Lana
More like fucking Emma Roberts
I'll be honest
Gotta get it under control
Gotta get it under control
Gotta get it under control
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Writer(s): Jerrell Lanos
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