Ready

Oh well, oh well, everything is so swell
Came up on my own, no one riding on my coat-tails
In the store in a minute, I don't really like to wholesale
Had to take a minute, realized that all is Orwell

Had to take a minute
Had to take a minute

If the game was retro, all these phony rappers would exposed
Demonstrate my greatness everyday, it's like an expo
Everyone's an artist but not everyone is next though
Looking at the clock, tic toc till the next show

Pulled up in a rover, that's my life in thirty minutes
I ain't got it yet, I'll get it, this is not exaggeration
Had ambition from the visions that I had when I was seven
Who my kidding, I was with this a year before ninety seven

Now it's manifest season
Believe what I haven't seen
Speak it out to existence, purely God in me
In a space of my own, you learn about me that's astronomy
Haven't rapped in a minute, don't hold your breath fore I have to leave

And that's for my dawgs
Issam got my back, that's my brother from the north
Started from the bottom, now I'm way up in the North
Literally, ratata no way I couldn't get the ink

I hope you ready for me
We been on the road
I hope you ready for me
Might just come and go

Let God have his way, miracles in my way
Let God have his way, miracles in my way
Let God have his way, miracles in my way
Let God have his way, miracles in my way yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Gideon Abraham
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