Chorus:
I’m on the come up
And you can feel it shawty
Cool in the summer
But I be spitting straight heat
Sometimes I wonder
I wonder if she wants me
It's all above us
Lost in nirvana and sleep
Verse:
What a place to be
All these roads no vacancy
Concrete flows no Maybelline
And I duck these hoes like tetrazine
I been all up in the magazines
All I see are rich mothafuckas who be looking for some flattery
Insecure muthafuckas
Who just talk shit
Run they mouth like a faucet
Tryna be cool don’t force it
I can be a leader to the bosses
If you want me
Imma give you right portions
Make a fortune, make it often, better
Off with me than off with some Othello
Talk is cheap I’ve talk to other fellas who be telling me getting green’s all an obsession
I’m all about getting that paper
It’s a balance though
I can channel the voice of my savior
It’s a talent bro
I be spreading my wings and my talons
I’m sure I can play my shit on Jimmy Fallon
I know what success is, I know about failing
I know what my gut is I trust all my feelings I'm not always right though
But I know that I'm human, I'm naturally inclined to just fight foes
Put my life on the line like a knife in a crime when I write flows
I can pray to my God I can pray to Allah what's the right dose?
What’s the right code when my life goes, ask
Refrain:
Who that young kid from here
It’s another come up Imma make oh yeah
I can see my karma has a place with fear
Looking for nirvana cause I smell my spirit
I smell my spirit
Repeat chorus and refrain
