Wellness Check
I show up for the ones who showed up at the drop of a dime
Even showed up for the ones who didn't
I be on top of everything
But putting me at the top of my mind that curse of being satisfied with living
And the fact it's nothing out here to compromise my vision
If you don't know by now I make calculated decisions
I gotta move with precision the moves that we make is different
Hibachi in a cabin might do the steak and the chicken
And Blazin Chef in the kitchen ayy
A hundred days done made money a hundred ways
Sitting quiet with a mind full of thoughts that I wanna say
Unfearful, unapologetic and unamazed
Heating up you can feel this shit like a summer day
Pity them fools who tried to come for me
I could do what you do even better and do this shit comfortably
Investment and savings adding up for me
Picture me going broke stunting for broke niggas with luxury
Make it make sense or I ain't even there
Said this shit before they ain't even here
Big fish up in that bowl I can see it clear
Told my niggas last summer that I need a year
I just needed a little time, time, time, time
So many times I told myself couldn't do this anymore
I've been back and forth, and back and forth even more
But don't hold it against me cause I gave back even more
Even showed up for the ones who didn't
I be on top of everything
But putting me at the top of my mind that curse of being satisfied with living
And the fact it's nothing out here to compromise my vision
If you don't know by now I make calculated decisions
I gotta move with precision the moves that we make is different
Hibachi in a cabin might do the steak and the chicken
And Blazin Chef in the kitchen ayy
A hundred days done made money a hundred ways
Sitting quiet with a mind full of thoughts that I wanna say
Unfearful, unapologetic and unamazed
Heating up you can feel this shit like a summer day
Pity them fools who tried to come for me
I could do what you do even better and do this shit comfortably
Investment and savings adding up for me
Picture me going broke stunting for broke niggas with luxury
Make it make sense or I ain't even there
Said this shit before they ain't even here
Big fish up in that bowl I can see it clear
Told my niggas last summer that I need a year
I just needed a little time, time, time, time
So many times I told myself couldn't do this anymore
I've been back and forth, and back and forth even more
But don't hold it against me cause I gave back even more
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Writer(s): Sharif Taylor-hill
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