Attention - Byron Juane, Nobigdyl.

I’ma get this, get this, cook it in an instant

Yeah, they call, they want all my attention

If you don’t get the whole picture, take a candid

Young lil hitta stickin' to the vision

I got this ice on my chain, dirt on my name

Rose from the thorns while I’m growin' through the game

44 when I spray, jiggle with the clip

I can’t put my pride aside, I’m never gettin' hip

I’m never goin' 0 for 9, I got that ultralight

Y’all creep like poltergeist, my God been ghost to life

Yeah, I’m so ocean-like

I take a swim in all that sauce

Ain’t no cap, get it twisted, pop it off, ooh

All the team get the win and the rings tho

All this drift on that off, need a raincoat

Mama said, «Make the goal what you aim for»

You don’t rhyme for the folks, you arrange clothes

Ayy, And that’s word on my life (Yeah, yeah, that’s word)

Don’t you come and try to mess up my night

(Don't you ever try to do it)

I’ve been scheming, gotta plan and devise

(Yeah, yeah, I gotta plan)

You know I’m free, I had to cut off some ties

I’ma get this, get this, cook it in an instant

Yeah, they call, yeah, they want all my attention

If you don’t get the whole picture, take a candid

Young lil hitta stickin' to the vision

I’ma get this, get this, cook it in an instance

Yeah, they call, yeah, they want all my attention

If you don’t get the whole picture, take a candid

Young lil hitta stickin' to the vision

Huh, yeah

Honor God with my entourage

Indie tribe, LLC, and I’m Michael Scott, heh

Kinda holy water, you could call it Voss

Center stage in Atlanta, watch me lean and rock

I might have a couple exes, wanna see me drop

If I die, I’m a legend, I don’t see the prob

If I die, I’m in heaven, I’ma be with God

In the sky with the twelve, I don’t mean the law

Yeah, please approach the tribe with some caution

Yeah, all my homies top 10 and not 10

Yeah, lil baby run the business, call her Pepper Potts

Or I might call her Mary, 'cause she poppin'

Yeah, she poppin', yeah, almonds in my coffee, yeah

Airin' like I’m Jordan, boardin' I went just like Rodman, yeah

Death is just a comma, I be calm off in my coffin, yeah

Pillow in my casket, I’m a zombie with a callin', yeah

I’ma get this, get this, cook it in an instant

Yeah, they call, yeah, they want all my attention

If you don’t get the whole picture, take a candid

Young lil hitta stickin' to the vision

I’ma get this, get this, cook it in an instance

Yeah, they call, yeah, they want all my attention

If you don’t get the whole picture, take a candid

Young lil hitta stickin' to the vision

Put your hands in the air for Cardec