Jack Wheeler

Tryna look good when I wake up
I'm bout to get what I'm owed
No need to ration, where is your passion
Whole lotta talk, no action
The graft ain't sacred, what happened
Misplaced pride, that's average
I'm tryna look good, you active
Sounds like you had enough practice
What am i doing, don't ask me
This aint't a science, this magic
Pretend I don't exist cause I wish you didn't
You may be happy here but I see different
Livin a daily cycle that breaks my spirit
Imma hand my letter in and say good riddance
Certified registered trademark
Work out the kinks, go head hit your mark
I wanna work harder but the stakes ain't high enough
Imma work smarter, let's see what i can touch

I'm done with being discreet
I'm back to the getting no sleep
I'm on one I'm out for the week
Uh, preach
I'm done with being discreet
I'm back to the getting no sleep
I'm on one I'm out for the week

Fuck that, yeah I'm on one
The shirts that I wear, you can't own one (RKTee)
But that's the goal son
Thinkin bout shifting the globe some
These my new things, please don't touch em
Back on up unless you help the production
Please off me when I start making type beats
Yesterday instrumentals, I made about 3
Can you be content with all of this content
Hear me lament, I'm sweeter than fondant
Gotta pay rent, get me off of this continent
Hope I make a dent, yeah I'm feelin confident
The grass is much greener, I'm feelin a vibe
The pressure is gone and I'm feelin alive
The pipe is a gift, yeah she ain't pay a price
Feel like jack wheeler, I'm off in the night
Swangin on em
Swangin on em baabyy



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Haslam
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