[Verse 1]
Lately I been just gettin like 4 hours of sleep eating just once a day
Guess thats kinda ironic so much shit is on my plate
Damn it I'm gone you can tell em I'm on my way
Said that I'm gone and why would I wanna stay
When nothing is here for me and thats been clear to me
But naw I ain't shocked and ain't none of this weird to me
I told em its our time they ain't taking this year from me
And I get upset when bitch niggas say they ain't hear from me
Cause thats what hoes do don't you got a phone too
I'm into taking fast steps I never been social
Its crazy how niggas think they can head to where I'm headed
But they ain't never gotta go thru the shit I go thru
So where was u when I was getting my life together
Staying up late nights getting my writing better
Oh I remember you was chasing them same hoes
Still tryna convince me that your night was better
[Hook]
I sent the message I'm guessing you didn't get it
Care less about the present when ya gifted
Just listen I told em I want my credit the told me you couldn't spend it
So get ya money and pay attention
And look at the shit I'm making not at the shit I'm missing
Not worried bout the present cause I'm gifted
Just listen I did it because I love it never for recognition
More about all the followers less about all the mentions I swear
[Verse 2]
Yeah I'm gone you can go and tell em I'm outta here
I'm still on top of it all like some outerwear
These niggas infatuated with being thousandaires
I'm tryna get a million just give me about a year
I'm headed to the top and they can watch me there
Start taking the right steps then niggas gotta stare
And they tell me I work to hard for what
Man them niggas ain't working hard enough
I'm writing everyday run back and forth from the booth
And I still get to see my kids lil more than they mothers do
I tell em the World is yours its whatever you wanna do
Tryna search for success shit I got so much to lose
And these haters watching my fucking steps
Tryna see if I'm traveling guess they wanna ref
We just wanna ball I swear to God we wanna ball
Putting in overtime while dodging a sudden death
[Hook]
[Verse3]
And I promise I'm more gifted
Than a 3 year old cancer patient with 4 wishes
Who just went thru chemo and might not make it and had 54 visits
With some rich grandparents just hours before christmas
And alot of niggas was dissing man
But I let it slide I be the bigger man
Now I'm the president you'd swore that a nigga ran
I'm sprinting my way thru life I got expensive plans
Whats up Himes they know whats up
Thats why I show em up everytime I'm showing up
I'm running shit now and I'm feeling like Peyton Manning
But they ain't want me on the team they'd rather go with luck
I try'd to tell em its Big Business
They told me abort the mission nigga you just kidding
I said that I ain't need no plan B but they didn't listen
Later I'mma show em I'm the heir now I'm just venting