Tempo
Who are you
To tell me
I'll never be pick of the litter I
Literally always deliver
I'm literally outdoing UPS, FedEx combined
Nobody talked to you P.S. goodbye
You getting rocked if you keep asking why
You better start running but nobodies running it better than me
As in I'm
Stuntin
Don't know the half of what's coming
I'm laying out in the grass where the sun is
Green grows around me so fast
That I just can't keep track of the hunnids
That's cap I got nothing so pause
I'll run it back to the facts, stay a hunnid
I'm in the lab because that's where my son is
Cranking the volume to max
I don't give a rat's ass bout my drums
'Cause I wanna hear drums and the bass
Vibes like a punch in the face
Switch, switch up the pace
Built by an artisan
Oughta send
All of yall copies back
'Cause I just can't be replaced
Chubby kid finally running the race
Chill
Livin off dollar store pills
Diet
Yall know I never keep quiet
Starvin so long now I'm getting my fill
Trynna be funny and loving and real
Like to act hard but I'm softer than pillows
Step to me Imma be weepin like willows
Never get big if I keep actin little
Like Stewart
Seein these rats in the sewers
Splashing around in my actual maneuer
May be the shit but I smell a bit newer
And sparkle like I just came outta the jewler
Rocks in my ears costed 20 a pop
Ha
I'm getting dripped, you got dropped
Ha
Ice on the wrist peep the name on the watch
Shocking these Gs with my old G-Shock
Fuck keepin time though I don't need clocks
Yeah I'm seeing signs but I won't be stopped
Slow me, down a, bit no problem
One rung at a time, bottom to top
Climb and I climb and I climb
I'm at a place where I think my reflection's a dime
10 outta 10
Maybe on bad days I hover around 8 or a 9
Psych
I know that's coming with time
Til then I guess Imma stay on my grind
Crank my shit like pepper from grinders
Get enough salt in my regular life
I need refreshing
Water with Ice
Yall keep me guessing
Rolling the dice
Keep getting 7s
I'm taking my chances
Life is too special
I'm paying the price
See if I mind
I'm taking risks that I need in my life
I'm trynna feel more complete
So if I have to cruble to pieces before I achieve it, so be it, ight
Just trnna keep it a hunnid and 5
No matter what I'll be keeping the hype
Same old smile
And the same old guy
With the same old spark
Only he ignites
That's right
To tell me
I'll never be pick of the litter I
Literally always deliver
I'm literally outdoing UPS, FedEx combined
Nobody talked to you P.S. goodbye
You getting rocked if you keep asking why
You better start running but nobodies running it better than me
As in I'm
Stuntin
Don't know the half of what's coming
I'm laying out in the grass where the sun is
Green grows around me so fast
That I just can't keep track of the hunnids
That's cap I got nothing so pause
I'll run it back to the facts, stay a hunnid
I'm in the lab because that's where my son is
Cranking the volume to max
I don't give a rat's ass bout my drums
'Cause I wanna hear drums and the bass
Vibes like a punch in the face
Switch, switch up the pace
Built by an artisan
Oughta send
All of yall copies back
'Cause I just can't be replaced
Chubby kid finally running the race
Chill
Livin off dollar store pills
Diet
Yall know I never keep quiet
Starvin so long now I'm getting my fill
Trynna be funny and loving and real
Like to act hard but I'm softer than pillows
Step to me Imma be weepin like willows
Never get big if I keep actin little
Like Stewart
Seein these rats in the sewers
Splashing around in my actual maneuer
May be the shit but I smell a bit newer
And sparkle like I just came outta the jewler
Rocks in my ears costed 20 a pop
Ha
I'm getting dripped, you got dropped
Ha
Ice on the wrist peep the name on the watch
Shocking these Gs with my old G-Shock
Fuck keepin time though I don't need clocks
Yeah I'm seeing signs but I won't be stopped
Slow me, down a, bit no problem
One rung at a time, bottom to top
Climb and I climb and I climb
I'm at a place where I think my reflection's a dime
10 outta 10
Maybe on bad days I hover around 8 or a 9
Psych
I know that's coming with time
Til then I guess Imma stay on my grind
Crank my shit like pepper from grinders
Get enough salt in my regular life
I need refreshing
Water with Ice
Yall keep me guessing
Rolling the dice
Keep getting 7s
I'm taking my chances
Life is too special
I'm paying the price
See if I mind
I'm taking risks that I need in my life
I'm trynna feel more complete
So if I have to cruble to pieces before I achieve it, so be it, ight
Just trnna keep it a hunnid and 5
No matter what I'll be keeping the hype
Same old smile
And the same old guy
With the same old spark
Only he ignites
That's right
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Writer(s): Dylan Sawyer
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