Ready

Ha ha
I hope yall ready for this one
Look, here's what I need you to do
I need you to turn your radio all the way up
Max it out
Clear your mind
'Cause we bout to El3vate, baby
Ha ha, Let's go

Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it
Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it
I ain't looking for the fame, I won't settle for it
Tryna change the game is what I'm headed for

Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
I ain't looking for the fame, I won't settle for it
Tryna change the game is what I'm headed for

Been through it
So it ain't nobody better for it
Spit it complex 'cause' I'm metaphoric
She the wife type and I can't ignore it
Put the ring on that left finger
I ain't wanna blow it
The words that I speak you can underscore it
Walking in my call 'cause I'm under orders
Double edge swords I ain't cutting corners
Hit a 180 to the light and you'll be immortal (be immortal)
Written thoughts in my own journal
Therapeutic from the heart 'cause it's internal
We're distorted taking pills for endorphins
Double portion
Kind of wanna skip the chorus
But it's to important

Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
I ain't looking for the fame, I won't settle for it
Tryna change the game is what I'm headed for

Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
I ain't looking for the fame, I won't settle for it
Tryna change the game is what I'm headed for

Show them how I do what I do
If they wanting proof
Never call a truce with a demon I be lettin' loose
I ain't never sleep always woke when I'm in the booth
Finna put it down for my city let me introduce
Lyrical with all the syllables I produce
I'm a general ain't no subliminals when I shoot
It's critical to be Holy and biblical full of truth
They identical just like a set of twins in the womb
So, so
Keep it straight I ain't turning corners
I ain't bout dumb it down 'cause' I know you want it
I ain't bout to blow my life tryna pack a burner
Facing 25 to life as the final verdict
You reap what you sow
I ain't talking karma
The meek will inherit earth
That's another promise
Radio need to play this
Ain't nothing smarter
Cause I don't need a ghostwriter like them other artists (holla)

Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
I ain't looking for the fame, I won't settle for it
Tryna change the game is what I'm headed for

Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
Betcha bottom dollar you ain't ready for it (yall ain't ready)
I ain't looking for the fame, I won't settle for it
Tryna change the game is what I'm headed for



Credits
Writer(s): Lon Harris, Erik Komatsu
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