FTW (Stay Up) [feat. Kallimayor]

First things first, praises to the most high Blessings come down when those stay on the rise Chances are my book gets colored from the bountiful supplies That only Yah provides Joyful like this beat is not dependent on the skies Gray or blue, coming through, dropping off some heavy truth Adversaries or accomplishments. Check your attitude Meaning it’s the views and perspectives that you choose Watch for artificial news that be leaving folks confused Hope the lyrics I imbue maybe give a couple clues How do we get woke if we keep tappin’ on the snooze Guilty of it too, but lately I refuse Haters gonna hate, ‘cause we serving up that food Grab yourself a plate, as the beat gets barbecued Culinary Kallimayor, mixed with Ocho on them tools Beat’s knockin’, can you let us in Losing‘s not an option, yes we coming for the win Music is the weapon, better yet the medicine Can’t ignore it, we in orbit as we let the record spin Bring it back. Finger snap Crackle pop. Stay on top Styles? pff Got it locked Multi-mode. Molly wop Fully bully in the booth, or punish in the parking lot Either way, let it knock. Hear that buzz? Ready or not Someone let that bass drop Took a break and back again Rappers sounding saccharine Yet their faces lookin sour Lyrically blessed, my God given superpower Hit me for a verse, give ya boy about an hour Rearrange a word, scorching like a fire flower Mario my flow, put arrangements in the ER Music, upper echelon, yes that’s who we are Audible appeal, showing we don’t need the PR Concrete collaboration, we just need the rebar Dynamic decibels, got you hearing in VR That’s another verse turned to trash, drop the “tr” Beat’s knockin’, can you let us in Losing‘s not an option, yes we coming for the win Music is the weapon, better yet the medicine Can’t ignore it, we in orbit as we let the record spin Get up Get up Blast off. Way up. Take it way up Maestronaut make you rock Whole team keeps it hot And we stay up. Stay up At times I feel unprepared. Many folks are unaware Hope this talent I’ve been given helps correct some broken vision Looking past the game of thrones, life is more than homes you own Don’t ignore the chorus in the forest while you’re chasing chips Maserati icing, in the end is still just Cool Whip Everyone’s a little cuckoo clock that’s going tock-tick Looking in the rear-view, it’s memories we rock with Not saying put aside ambitions I’m reminding when you get your calling maybe time to listen Easy just to focus on the work and miss the laughter Sneaky is that social apparatus we call status When what matters is the way we write the chapters Anyone can generate a random act of kindness Revelation music opposite of mindless Motivation demonstration just go ‘head rewind this Beat’s knockin’, can you let us in Losing‘s not an option, yes we coming for the win Music is the weapon, better yet the medicine Can’t ignore it, we in orbit as we let the record spin