Hand me the beat

Never lazy on the beat I can't afford not to focus I put all my problems in a leaf and then I smoke it Don't even write shit Atlas sounding like a poet Something like a tight end yeah I got that shit in motion I got some money now these bitches got they ass out Half of y'all ain't graduate but all these rappers cap now Walk into ya trap put my hood up pull my mask down Let's make it easy I need cash now Cause my mom need a whip and my older sister rent due Once I find it imma show you what my pen do I was told true happiness ain't out here that it's in you So imma keep on rapping and just hope I don't offend you What's up Kendall? I can do the shit that Ben do Hardly gaining weight but I been eating instrumentals Atlas be the name and ever since been in that gym too I be doing dips til the ops come and spin thru I'm nimble make big moves ate xans by the fistful Went and put some diamonds on my hand peep the wrist move Oh you the man? Turn ya body into fish food I'm glued to this pistol Can't lose it's too simple Never lazy on the beat I can't afford not to focus I put my problems in a leaf then I smoke it Don't even write shit Atlas sounding like a poet Something like a tight end yeah I got that shit in motion I got some money now these bitches got they ass out Half of y'all ain't graduate but all these rappers cap now Walk into ya trap put my hood up pull my mask down This shit too easy I need cash now F*ck a army I'm commander in Chief I candidly speak I can make 10 bands in a week All these sticks like a steel drum band on ya street Now that the engineers is listening they handing me beats Atlas picked up a mic and felt a chance to be me Treat the beat like a canvas then they chant and repeat A man and his dream a band in my jeans Built myself an industry so now the family eats Please do not act like this shit was handed to me I could jump from here and prolly land on my feet Can turn a band into 3 Can turn a fan to a freak And I know one thing my momma made a man out of me F*ck the home of the brave and the land of the free Always knew I was a artist I was scared to be me Wasting time selling dimes I had grams for the cheap Now everything in my life how I planned it to be Never lazy on the beat I can't afford not to focus I put all my problems in a leaf and then I smoke it Don't even write shit Atlas sounding like a poet Something like a tight end yeah I got that shit in motion I got some money now these bitches got they ass out Half of y'all ain't graduate but all these rappers cap now Walk into ya trap put my hood up pull my mask down Let's make it easy I need cash now