Get It
Scared, shy, weird, no drive, low self esteem.
Those terms used to fit well when describing me.
But not anymore. I'm on my 2.0 as you may know.
I feel Invincible like Invincible ever since I flipped my flow and took control and
Cleaned up my consciousness, filled the void with something positive.
now I got no room for nonsense that makes no sense in this progress.
Broadcasted it through "Victory" so I guess this is "flawless".
Because right now I feel like I'm Scorpion in God Mode in Mortal Combat.
Decknial saw it, he's on the same boss shit with every nob he twist.
So obviously I made him a promise I would go in and slaughter. Proper.
It's funny. I said I was "On Fire" when really I was just jogging.
Like Jordan balling with a Spalding before the ball game begin.
So there's a long way and exploring to go before the fourth quarter.
I'm talking about evolving through involvement with other souls that
keep motivation, inspiration and camaraderie constant.
No stops before lobsters and more chocolate than Willy Wonka got in his office.
I'm gonna get it get it. I'm gonna get it get it.
Now I got it got it. Now I got it got it.
So I gotta get some mo', get some mo', get some mo'.
See I'm bout it bout it, bout it bout it, bout it.
See bitch I'm bout it. Yeah bitch I'm bout it.
Blood, sweat, tears, heart, and soul.
That's the fab five required when charging goals.
There's a lot of wolves out there but I don't bark with those.
A bunch of lost souls with lost goals who's never performed more than so so.
I ghost foes so cold cuz I roam so close to the north pole.
No wonder I feel like I'm sitting on top of the whole globe with my gold flow.
I was so close to hanging up my boots and become another no show.
But then I got a reminder from those who no longer walk on common roads.
That, you only get to do life one time.
It's proven every time someone from around my way dies.
Ain't scared to put it in a line.
like considering suicide after a night you wished lasted til the end of time.
That don't happen anymore after this was realized.
So I got back at it and only bond with those who stay on the grind.
Creative minds. Everything done with pride.
From flow to rhymes to beats to videos. Until my home is gold mine.
I'm gonna get it get it. I'm gonna get it get it.
Now I got it got it. Now I got it got it.
So I gotta get some mo', get some mo', get some mo'.
See I'm bout it bout it, bout it bout it, bout it.
See bitch I'm bout it. Yeah Bitch I'm bout it.
Lille Lillebo:
Where are we going?
Where are we headed now?
We're aiming for the stars.
Gonna light up the whole sky.
This shit is like a locomotive.
Keep on pushing. Throw more coals in.
This is damn near heroic.
I'm in my superhero suit with the flowness.
So vivid you'd swear to God I'm on my Ghost shit.
So incredible you'd swear I'm on my Hulk shit.
And by that, I ain't talking bout no Hogan.
I'm more of the stone cold type, you know. Austin.
Yeah. This shit right here is something I do often.
And I don't plan on stopping til I see coffins.
Throw me in one and hurry up and close it.
Play my shit while they tossing the roses.
Covered from my feet to the shoulders.
On my tombstone, the carving I hope it.
Says. Family First, Family forever.
For ever, forever, ever. Forever, ever.
Lille Lillebo:
Where are we going?
Where are we headed now?
We're aiming for the stars.
Gonna light up the whole sky.
Those terms used to fit well when describing me.
But not anymore. I'm on my 2.0 as you may know.
I feel Invincible like Invincible ever since I flipped my flow and took control and
Cleaned up my consciousness, filled the void with something positive.
now I got no room for nonsense that makes no sense in this progress.
Broadcasted it through "Victory" so I guess this is "flawless".
Because right now I feel like I'm Scorpion in God Mode in Mortal Combat.
Decknial saw it, he's on the same boss shit with every nob he twist.
So obviously I made him a promise I would go in and slaughter. Proper.
It's funny. I said I was "On Fire" when really I was just jogging.
Like Jordan balling with a Spalding before the ball game begin.
So there's a long way and exploring to go before the fourth quarter.
I'm talking about evolving through involvement with other souls that
keep motivation, inspiration and camaraderie constant.
No stops before lobsters and more chocolate than Willy Wonka got in his office.
I'm gonna get it get it. I'm gonna get it get it.
Now I got it got it. Now I got it got it.
So I gotta get some mo', get some mo', get some mo'.
See I'm bout it bout it, bout it bout it, bout it.
See bitch I'm bout it. Yeah bitch I'm bout it.
Blood, sweat, tears, heart, and soul.
That's the fab five required when charging goals.
There's a lot of wolves out there but I don't bark with those.
A bunch of lost souls with lost goals who's never performed more than so so.
I ghost foes so cold cuz I roam so close to the north pole.
No wonder I feel like I'm sitting on top of the whole globe with my gold flow.
I was so close to hanging up my boots and become another no show.
But then I got a reminder from those who no longer walk on common roads.
That, you only get to do life one time.
It's proven every time someone from around my way dies.
Ain't scared to put it in a line.
like considering suicide after a night you wished lasted til the end of time.
That don't happen anymore after this was realized.
So I got back at it and only bond with those who stay on the grind.
Creative minds. Everything done with pride.
From flow to rhymes to beats to videos. Until my home is gold mine.
I'm gonna get it get it. I'm gonna get it get it.
Now I got it got it. Now I got it got it.
So I gotta get some mo', get some mo', get some mo'.
See I'm bout it bout it, bout it bout it, bout it.
See bitch I'm bout it. Yeah Bitch I'm bout it.
Lille Lillebo:
Where are we going?
Where are we headed now?
We're aiming for the stars.
Gonna light up the whole sky.
This shit is like a locomotive.
Keep on pushing. Throw more coals in.
This is damn near heroic.
I'm in my superhero suit with the flowness.
So vivid you'd swear to God I'm on my Ghost shit.
So incredible you'd swear I'm on my Hulk shit.
And by that, I ain't talking bout no Hogan.
I'm more of the stone cold type, you know. Austin.
Yeah. This shit right here is something I do often.
And I don't plan on stopping til I see coffins.
Throw me in one and hurry up and close it.
Play my shit while they tossing the roses.
Covered from my feet to the shoulders.
On my tombstone, the carving I hope it.
Says. Family First, Family forever.
For ever, forever, ever. Forever, ever.
Lille Lillebo:
Where are we going?
Where are we headed now?
We're aiming for the stars.
Gonna light up the whole sky.
Credits
Writer(s): Durrell Babbs, Omari Grandberry, Jerry Franklin, Radric Davis, Robert Newt, Jay Valentine
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