[Hook x2]
Give everything I have left
Thought I owned it but I just had theft
Best foot forward walking over half steps
See me highly strung that’s a riff on the last fret
But I’m trynna get it right cuz bad times ain’t pass yet

[Verse 1]
I press hard on they necks if they evil eye my success
Rather let my verses speak for my set, I say less
Lack of interest unless it brings them interest
So every time I come correct that’s a microphone check
I’m stressed and pressed calling it heavy weight on my chest
And my best foots forward since you’re not my bff
Can’t swallow my pride, I no longer go text to text
Since it’s hard to find peace but in it I hope I rest
And that’s cuz my word ain’t bond my word is bold
And I’ll underline it, turn it italic just so you know
That I’m always sticking to it, that’s more than glue sticks can hold
Even if they rip my pages out, what I wrote won’t fold
Move slow if you intend to approach
Imagine seeing a cruise but you stuck pedalling boat
That’s motivation and also telling a joke
Get my team across the map cuz they look at me as a coach
Voted for me so I devote these songs to them
I go off but also go on and on
Look the man in the mirror when I’m writing all my wrongs
Kneel over my songs cuz I know that my arm strong
First man on the moon, last person to get along with y’all
Cuz I face my Js while seeing you pass them all
So you should fasten your lace, I suggest you pass the ball
I immigrated I call it a landed fall
If I had made it somewhere else bet their landing it lateral
[Bridge]
I’m moon walking guess that ‘this is it’
Unknown status I’ll show you what an invasion is
Out of this world that’s how I made this shit
I’ve been sailing for far too long for a relationship

[Hook x2]
Give everything I have left
Thought I owned it but I just had theft
Best foot forward walking over half steps
See me highly strung that’s a riff on the last fret
But I’m trynna get it right cuz bad times ain’t pass yet