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Yeah, listen, uh I need to work on my timing I need a girl with no mileage I need to know who I'm finding I need patience, a silver lining My confidence shoot through the roof now My people know that I'm the truth now A hater can get the finger or my foot Or the spit from the gap in my tooth now I spend my days on the road I spend my nights in the air Had to grow up with demons I'm sorry but you could not scare me I'm sorry but I cannot hear you Looked into your soul, saw the real you My hands are tied, I cannot feel you If I had time, I'd probably end you Hold on, listen, back on my shit (Shit) Need room, I need space, so back off my dick Huh, get it, back in my bag I'm in a whole different type of time, I feel no jet lag (Slow it down) SongtexteWho that nigga if it ain't me? I might cop a chain for every nigga I see changing We in the same game but never in the same league I did a lot, you talk a lot, it's not the same thing Catch that, I see all you niggas falling off One bad play will have you niggas calling audibles I treat my Timex like an Audemar I never check it, I live life, probably won't see tomorrow Bet that, uh I don't care about nothing, where the check at? Keep my head up 'cause niggas really hate when— —You so blessed, so I found a way to flex that Boss up, boss up, I wake up every day to a toss up Been a while since I had to take a loss man Saw the devil so I hit 'em with a cross up, cross up So faded, I see the light, I'm so jaded The pressure had to make a diamond I see a mountain? Gotta climb it Who wanna go to war with a gladiator? The show is starting, I'm so glad you made it Spirit fit, I'm exercising patience Working off of my faith, I'm so highly favored I earned my stripes, I earned my right I earned my title, earned my rank, just to earn my life I learned my way, I learned my no, I learned my yes I learned to walk then I learned to fly Then I learned what manhood is I'm a canned good kid, so hard in a candid pic I never could chill, so tough billy badass just mad I don't know what candid is Hold on, get it I'm a top shotta, uh Hustle like my mama, uh I can't stop until I got five commas Today my sister birthday, oh how I wish I could call her But to talk to her I gotta answer to my father, uh I got problems I ain't tryna solve I have no vices, I can't run, that's just to top it off I lay at night hating myself 'cause I can't stop it all But if I fold then what was all them hard times for? Risking my whole life for Never half with my stepping I never not learn my lesson I'm never not with my weapon Take a shot, never nonchalant Inshallah, make it out this far Should I ever fall, I pray to God he don't let me fall too far This my calling, can't answer your calls Not stalling, I'm stalking my goals Prey on my downward spiral In plain clothes I play my role I roll with the punches, that's touch and go if you didn't know My technique is titan like I kick tanks in they tender souls You know? Aus Songtexte Mania