[Intro]
Yah
Shout out Kanye for the Sunday Service shit
Ok ok

[Verse 1]
I been working like a fucking work horse
No more free time pay the price for what my work cost
Trying to get on has made it too hard to turn off
These supposed to be my best years how I'm worse off
Oh well
I know it's coming like a jerk off
I'm visualising Grey Goose while drinking Smirnoff
And that's my type of mind set
You can try and squeeze
But you won't pop until you're ready like a white head
Another beat another song I'm writing
Every song I put out got me too excited
Yeah thinking this the one like Khalid Bieber
I told you I got heat these other n***as have a fever
Meaning they go up then down
I plan to stick around
You can hear my come up you can distinguish my sound
I can't play small like a
Kevin Hart role
I only put it out when it has heart and my soul
I'll keep laying down these kicks until I finally kick a goal
My friends call me J coz I been spittin like I'm Cole
I was never gonna stop that's how its been up from the go
It takes one to know one if you feel this you must know
10,000 hours was some time ago
I remember getting paid like 50 bucks a show
Now I do my own shows to like 50 of the bros
I can sing pop songs and spit 60 with the flows
And I swear couldn't stop if I tried
The only time i'm scared I'm gonna drops when I fly
That's a hard life when your sounds hot worldwide
Everything hands on like a clock it's my time check it
And talking clocks better watch with your eyes
Imma open up a shop selling pies
Coz they want a piece and I'm not giving them a slice
Like connecting dots I gotta draw the line
Lately I been nervous coz the game is full of youngn's
Labels got them zip tied I think I'd rather buttons
I been crying out for too long like chopping onions
I been doing everything from writing mixing and production
I'm feeling like a pro yeah I'm productive
I'm about to strike them where it hurts coz I'm so structured
You could of built a team but you so stubborn
Don't claim you have a dream but then you go clubbing
Yeah that don't make no sense to me
This not new I always knew this life was meant for me
I feel like god had his favourite angel sent to me
But the devil still look over me precariously yah
And if he took me would they listen to me
I told them that the truth is cold like the winters can be
I keep on praying to the sky but he won't give it to me
You know the beauty in the struggle that's what winners believe
I'm only 21
Only trust my belly I'm
Trying to find a checkpoint in the game so I can level up
And I guarantee if you took the time to listen to my catalogue
You would think I'm dope as fuck
Have a browse like in a shop
I ain't ever giving up
I'm just trying to live it up
You drop the mic I pick it up
I leave the set they give it up
Get a nurse I'm sick as fuck
I got my own bucket list with breast and chicks
But this shit ain't no Chicken Hut
I'm not fucking with your time concept
I see the prize I can't really keep my eyes off it
This my rise and I know that the skies not it
We gonna take it to the moon like Armstrong did yah
And what's greatness without a plan
What's prep without a chance
Celebs without their fans they're nothing
There's more stars then grains of sand
Put it in perspective reality is perception