Pilot
Growing up, I only thought about the checks
Now I gotta get some shit up off my chest, fuck the rest
Got some shit you want addressed, come correct
Loyalty is royalty, won't give you nothing less
I'm still finding my footing
All my homies bout to eat, we know the pie is still cooking
Coming up on older shit I thought they stayed overlooking
But that was just a pump fake yeah your boy caught them looking
ARCO with the bars though how I got the gas
Narco not no Pablo I want the cash
This my art though, when I drop make a splash
This a start though, when I'm done I want the plaques
People telling me I'm acting distant
Leveled up in all my life they say I'm acting different
We just got a different view you never seen the vision
Same girls that fell in love will say they never missed it
Ay, got the gas, hit the pilot
Rolling deep with the squad like it's Shaolin
Call me Push the way that AYYBC be grindin'
I want the rollies homie gotta put the time in
Growing up, I only thought about the checks
Now I gotta get some shit up off my chest, fuck the rest
Got some shit you want addressed, come correct
Loyalty is royalty, won't give you nothing less
I stopped following the check marks
I still haven't met my bench mark
Kill my ego I'm the Death Star
Pockets fat like they Gengar
Godfather like I'm Al Pacino
Fake friends up in my circle yeah I must delete those
Do me foul now it's time for me to shoot a free throw
I put that on everything like it's tapatio
I'm so fly I could be a pilot
Catch me if you can my 1s got high mileage
You're either red or you're blue there's no purple involved
Separation is the tool to make a fool of us all
We in the Matrix, I don't know how I'm supposed to say this
Anxiety inside of me I must erase this
Can't be sitting at the table with no plate fixed
I'm feelin jaded, you gotta play this
From M-A but I'm on my C-A shit
Off the drugs yeah they make me feel elated
Like The Ramones I just wanna be sedated
Growing up, I only thought about the checks
Now I gotta get some shit up off my chest, fuck the rest
Got some shit you want addressed, come correct
Loyalty is royalty, won't give you nothing less
Got more seasons on the way this is just the pilot
Now I gotta get some shit up off my chest, fuck the rest
Got some shit you want addressed, come correct
Loyalty is royalty, won't give you nothing less
I'm still finding my footing
All my homies bout to eat, we know the pie is still cooking
Coming up on older shit I thought they stayed overlooking
But that was just a pump fake yeah your boy caught them looking
ARCO with the bars though how I got the gas
Narco not no Pablo I want the cash
This my art though, when I drop make a splash
This a start though, when I'm done I want the plaques
People telling me I'm acting distant
Leveled up in all my life they say I'm acting different
We just got a different view you never seen the vision
Same girls that fell in love will say they never missed it
Ay, got the gas, hit the pilot
Rolling deep with the squad like it's Shaolin
Call me Push the way that AYYBC be grindin'
I want the rollies homie gotta put the time in
Growing up, I only thought about the checks
Now I gotta get some shit up off my chest, fuck the rest
Got some shit you want addressed, come correct
Loyalty is royalty, won't give you nothing less
I stopped following the check marks
I still haven't met my bench mark
Kill my ego I'm the Death Star
Pockets fat like they Gengar
Godfather like I'm Al Pacino
Fake friends up in my circle yeah I must delete those
Do me foul now it's time for me to shoot a free throw
I put that on everything like it's tapatio
I'm so fly I could be a pilot
Catch me if you can my 1s got high mileage
You're either red or you're blue there's no purple involved
Separation is the tool to make a fool of us all
We in the Matrix, I don't know how I'm supposed to say this
Anxiety inside of me I must erase this
Can't be sitting at the table with no plate fixed
I'm feelin jaded, you gotta play this
From M-A but I'm on my C-A shit
Off the drugs yeah they make me feel elated
Like The Ramones I just wanna be sedated
Growing up, I only thought about the checks
Now I gotta get some shit up off my chest, fuck the rest
Got some shit you want addressed, come correct
Loyalty is royalty, won't give you nothing less
Got more seasons on the way this is just the pilot
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Writer(s): James Craig
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