[Intro]
They saying to me, "Boy, just get it in"
Facial expressions so indifferent
They don't know just how real it is
I coulda had a couple kids

[Verse 1]
But I had other plans, I'm the running man
Never popped a xan, but the feeling ridiculous
First kiss in LA, you could say that I get it in
And I get it in the Civic, not again
Ooh, turtle shell on my turtle, well (I'm good)
Need some money for a couple meals (need food)
I'm just really tryna get it in (you sure?)
What I do once the feeling ends? (go again)

[Hook]
Struggle nation in this bih, uh
All this money I'm tryna get, uh
I coulda had a couple kids, huh
But instead, I up and left, yuh
How you driving from the backseat? Huh
Run it like I'm in a track meet, huh
I guess this ground beef need beating
In all types of seasons, your girl need some seasoning
[Verse 2]
Uh, I got a theory on what's in your carry-on
You got some baggage, huh? But why you traveling
With it in your bag, needa let it go
You driving a Jag like it's a Fusion
Suitcase full of droop days, can't get it in
To the overhead, stop carrying
All the weight that you feel, all the hating that's real
Needa kill the old side of you, friend
The joy, you should get it in
But I'm fine, I swear
Let me finish my sentences
I coulda had a couple kids
Ain't lay her on no mattresses

[Hook]
Struggle nation in this bih, uh
All this money I'm tryna get, uh
I coulda had a couple kids, huh
But instead, I up and left, yuh
How you driving from the backseat? Huh
Run it like I'm in a track meet, huh
I guess this ground beef need beating
In all types of seasons, your girl need some seasoning

[Bridge]
Make sure you calm when
The devil come calling
Talking 'bout, "Come into my house
Get in two rounds, quiet as a mouse"
Get it in if you wanna
Ain't nobody gonna stop ya
But maybe the Holy Spirit and maybe your own conscience
Stop it, you don't gotta rock it (you don't gotta rock it)
Abort the launch rocket (uh huh)
Unplug the socket
Keys out the jalopy (skrrt)
Tongue out, wasabi
Wassup with it papi?
[Verse 3]
Ooh, love it when she call me that nickname
Hate these mind games that I'm playing with myself
Get it in, get it out, what am I about?
Spirit moving, angels shipping out to the battleground
Vibrations feeling real, shaking my whole body
'Til I find that I'm a copy, and ain't nobody could stop me
Metaphysical swirling through my mind all the time
And the spiritual got me going at the drop of a dime
She's a dime, I won't lie, no wonder I tried to get it in
And I got it in, 'til both of us were trembling
Need to focus, get my mind right
Keep my pants tight, keep my walk light
It's a long night, 'fore it gets bright, I
Cop some overtime on that work grind
Keep my sword sharp, it get dark in the wintertime
Dark in the wintertime, keep my phone silent
So nobody call and hit my line

[Hook]
Struggle nation in this bih, uh
All this money I'm tryna get, uh
I coulda had a couple kids, huh
But instead, I up and left, yuh
How you driving from the backseat? Huh
Run it like I'm in a track meet, huh
I guess this ground beef need beating
In all types of seasons, your girl need some seasoning
[Outro]
Swerve left on these hoes, bro
I'ma stay immaculate
They won't get to me, I won't even trip
And when they all tell me to come get it in
I'ma be straight calm on the surface
A samurai never had no storm to get past
In the forests of Japan, the vastness of another land
Closed eyes, steady hands
Take his sword, slay the demons