Verse 1:

I ain’t a motherfuckin joke

I ain’t really worried bout the next man
You ain’t finna say with ya chest
Ion wanna hear a peep
N***as sleep
Need adrenaline shots
I’m ready to pop
So tell me is you ready or not

Shordy asking if I’m in it for the long run
Kick her to the curb
Then I’m fuckin on her best friend

Sticking to my word
I ain’t tryna be ya man

She don’t really understand
She ain’t really in the plan

Load a sentence
Then I pull the trigger
Let it go
I’m set to blow
Between the sheets
I’m centrefold
Got impeccable timing
I been respectable
Climbing
These n***as crying

Imma need 100k before I’m signing

My prime ain’t even started
My flaw
I’m heavy hearted
I’m heated
My blood is boiling
I can’t even get a reading

Speaking to the mirror
Ain’t another n***a iller
N***as discographies all filler

Hook:

A n***a feeling reckless

I ain’t really worried bout the next shit
Imma blow some money on a necklace

Call in sick to the job
Take a trip
With a chick
Put ya hands to the muthafuckin sky if you really
Feeling reckless
We ain’t really worried bout the next shit
We gon blow some money on a necklace

Call in sick to the job
Take a trip
With a chick
Put ya hands to the muthafuckin sky if you really
Feeling reckless

Verse 2:

I Turn my back on these n***as
I Tackle these n***as
They hissing
Imma rattle these n***as

They can't sell tix
Its Magic how I come with the Heat
Like the sun
I Fuck around and turn to Shaq on these n***as

Heavyweight when I post up

Know I ain’t supposed to
Ghost her
But I chose to bolster
My pride
In my eyes
And my mind
I've been a recluse
Never really let loose

That ain’t what the best do

Today I’m feeling reckless

This for all the time I been perfecting
This for every time I been rejected

This for any n***a who been working
And searching to find a purpose
As long as you got some fuel in ya engine

We in it for the long run
Call one n***a
Then we all go
Fuck being patient
Need it pronto

I’m 2 on point
The brand big balling like I’m Lonzo
They ain’t gon forget me when I’m gone so...

Hook:

A n***a feeling reckless

I ain’t really worried bout the next shit
Imma blow some money on a necklace
Call in sick to the job
Take a trip
With a chick
Put ya hands to the muthafuckin sky if you really
Feeling reckless

We ain’t really worried bout the next shit
We gon blow some money on a necklace
Call in sick to the job
Take a trip
With a chick
Put ya hands to the muthafuckin sky if you really
Feeling reckless