It's On - KR

Oh we back here, right here?

We back again right?

Yeah you told me you back again

I promise Imma do it to 'em though

I told you I got you, I told you I got you, I told you

It go, yeah nigga I made it

You tuned into the greatest

I swear I prefer the top cuz the bottom just ain’t as spacious

I told these niggas they’d hate it

I’m hungry and losing patience

Then women ain’t never call me but now they just touching bases

I know, ain’t never settle

I won’t, I’m like an ocean on a beat hoping my city will float

It ain’t no justice sitting down and telling niggas my goals

Unless they counting 7 digits then I get up and go

And now I’m popping, what you talking bout?

Nigga what you talking bout?

I was thinking big amount, when they used to walk it out

Thinking back when labels try to hide me

I’m just faded, never mind me

Then top dawg he tried to sign me, just to show you boys what I’m about

I don’t know just how to act

Stupid flow, a maniac

Spending hours on these beats, they call young insomniac

Said it, then I wrote it, and I’m just keeping it real

I’m saving the game forever, ya’ll signing miniature deals

You poppin' pills, you dope

Starting beef, you pose

Aim the gun but don’t pop it, get caught by your P. O

About to chop a head off, quit the motherfuckin' games

Want a milli independent, shout out motherfuckin' Wanye

I seen shit in Hollywood that had a nigga feeling strange

Fucked the woman of my dreams but found out she was runnin game

It’s like women only want me for the money and the fame

So ya’ll should sit back in discussion, watch a nigga do his thing

And uuuh, I love this shit, I love this shit

Been starving since I was young, I been hungry ever since

I never miss on the track, I know it is evident

I’m never going to hell, every flow is heaven sent

Seem like people only question who I am or where I been

Call me Mr. BodyRappers.

Past, future and present tense

My future is present tense

I’m the man right now, I been on my Kendrick shit don’t give a DAMN right now,

lord

There’s more you gotta wait for it

Treat my flow like some missiles, that shit was built to destroy

Never bitter, I rather just live a life I enjoy

Cuz I made enough money to get a hater employed

I can tell you whats real, who with ya’ll whats the deal?

Five figures in silence, now I’m chasing 10 mill

Want my mom on an island, boy my struggle was real

I invested in stocks, ya’ll invested in pills

Boy I’m Micheal Jackson bad, ya’ll better leave me alone

Niggas pop they first album, second album they gone

California I’m home, North Carolina I’m home

They just let me in the building best believe now it’s on