I can't lie, I can't think that straight
I can't be around hate, I don't think that way
Oh my, I can't think a time, I didn't seize the day
Too busy getting paid, I'm always on my paper chase
Yeah, the clock tick, but I'm not rich
Money long, but I'm 5'6
Like Christmas time when I drop hits
I don't take hiatus', I polish
Can't lease beats, too much mileage
Maybe I'm thinking too big and ahead
Maybe I'm confident I'll make a hit
Maybe I'm crazy, my principle said
No one's passion gon' burn like mine
You can't tell me the world ain't mine
Check my wrist and it's my time
Trust that shit, numbers don't lie
Yeah, know I'm gonna be shit
Keep sane and the weed lit
No such thing as free dick
If you f*ck me, payback's a bitch
I can't lie, I can't think that straight
I can't be around hate, I don't think that way
Oh my, I can't think a time, I didn't seize the day
Too busy getting paid, I'm always on my paper chase
I've been doing it the most, competition go ghost
They be rapping like one year, give it up as soon as they post
Yeah, I've been at it, you're so sporadic
I paved the path just for you to match it
I'm the OG of this rap shit, flipping Instagram with no caption
No time for breaks, I need a mansion
No time for fakes, I need expansion
No time for pussy or shit that'll slow me
Or shit that won't grow me, I don't need distractions
Y'all are just talking that shit for reactions
Choke on my cactus, don't f*ck for tactics, yeah
I can't lie, I can't think that straight
I can't be around hate, I don't think that way
Oh my, I can't think a time, I didn't seize the day
Too busy getting paid, I'm always on my paper chase