Checks

Ready, steady, aim I'm sick of the people who playing these games A knife in my back, I deal with the pain Why does everyone plot on my name? I'm living different y'all looking the same I must be a target for people to blame You live for the people and I'm unashamed I gotta take breaks, I'm playing with flames I was gone for a bit but I'm back for y'all Gotta do great things, can you pass it on They say I'm only 18, can't rap at all I might trip and fall, but I don't mind at all The only pill that I pop is Tylenol No drugs, motivation what I've been on Can't change, never will, maybe I was wrong? First song, ironic, cause I was gone Yeah, That's how I'm living Don't want a porsche, I'm keeping my civic Zero to sixty, now give it a minute I'm keeping a pace in the race till I'm winning I'm doing my thing I got autotune when I sing Will I kill the beat, whatchu think? Rap is a game, I'm taking a swing I gotta wake up, my life is a dream Run up my checks Tell everybody I'm coming up next Tell every one that I'm trying my best If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress You taking your shots, I put on my vest Doing my job, I clean up yo mess Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set I'm tryna figure out what's coming next? What's coming next? I been tryna make moves so I gotta stay focused Can't stay close if you got other motives Gotta keep going, can't be hopeless I gotta prove what I say when I show it This my endeavor Back on the mic I go harder than ever Never content so I gotta get better I'm giving my all when I put in my effort People be posting on SoundCloud, but they can't even rap Then they want money for features, after you blew out my speakers? Yeah, I can't be messing with that You're calling that rap? I'm calling it trash Put on your song and I laugh I'm sick of the people who tell me Where I need to go when they don't even know where I'm at Run it right back You are not hearing this I am not hear for it Grabbing the wheel of my life and I'm steering it I don't even care for the people who live for appearances Look in the mirror kid You're not the greatest And Ima look back if I make it I'm thanking the people who messed with my drive Because now I know where to take it Yeah, this is ain't no facade, I live for my God I cannot neglect the price I was bought At the end of my life he's all that I got Forgetting the people who tell me to stop I'm cleaning the game, I move with a mop I got all my brothers, I move with a mob I'm king of the hill, I fight at the top And I ain't gone quit till the day that I drop Run up my checks Tell everybody I'm coming up next Tell every one that I'm trying my best If they got a problem, they'll deal with the stress You taking your shots, I put on my vest Doing my job, I clean up yo mess Talk to my God, now I'm feeling set I'm tryna figure out what's coming next? What's coming next?