Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jason Price
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Price
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Igor Oliinyk
Producer
Kristof Lilienthal
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah
I wake up every morning thankful
Rock a smile on my face and Helmut Lang to the ankles
Pop the doors off the whip I almost slipped out the Wrangler
Shorty with me whole wrist filled with Cartier Bangles
Only making bangers
Fresh start I'm on the move again
I always try to see the shit in life through a students lens
Been a firm believer that you need to lose before you win
Now the only L's I take are ones that I filled up with pif
Swear this shit about to hit
LLC in Delaware
Preparing to get hella rich
Shit been getting real unfair
I'm telling you I'm something sick
You can feel it in the air
I'm there with just another hit
Feel it in my hand
Like damn I got to get a grip
Down for it
Meant to win
Every song sounding like an album dog I let it rip
Pick any song out the catalog and just let it spin
You won't see the shit I'm on til I'm gone
That's just how it is
Been trying to rap since the Shoulder Lean
I'm trying to figure out how these views are getting old to me
End a whole career if I fear that someone's cold as me
I grow more every year
Then shed tears for the older me
I don't fib I spit like I been gripping on a rosary
Never been religious this the shit that gives some hope to me
Finally on the brink of living sick how it's supposed to be
There's been a few that switched
And man they still don't want the smoke with me
It's all about home for me
IPNY
Do it for them dollars but keep dimes bedside
Only got one try at life ain't no next times
Been living in Miami might be time to check the west side
Lets ride, lets roll
I redline the Vette cold
Stacked bucks and spent those
Leveled up then went ghost
Both accounts maxed out on Cashapp and Venmo
Been Zelling huge amounts now all throughout my friend zone
Skipped all the stepping stones
And jumped the whole thing straight
I live on the edge alone I hate it when I feel safe
Never where the rest go I'm always in my own space
I hit the bowl or rip a cone it put me flow state
There's no way we ain't coming out with profi
Had plans of having billions since I failed out of college
With some real mother fuckers and they're telling me I got it
Ain't nothing interfering you can hear it in my projects
Gears are never stopping
Mood shift then the lyrics change
I'm painting with emotions if you focus you feel the pain
Nights filled with silence just plotting all you hear is rain
Don't know about timing but I promise you I sealed my fate
No ceilings in my brain
It's all gas and no breaks
Catch a bag then sit back while cash falls like snow flake
I got them mad they can't get passed the fact I walk my own way
Spin the map you'll hear my tracks
No matter how far away
(Okay)
Don't matter how far I came
Don't matter how long it takes
I'm always going to find a way
That's how I f
In my eyes this whole genre mine to take
Live from the high rise where I reside and hide away
(Ok)
Birds eye of the entire state
Words come from a higher place
Working while I watch the waves
Been dodging 9 to 5's full time since like '08
Never from the shop
Always went and got my own cake
(Okay)
Yeah thats just how I was born to do it
Find the right loop and then I move like water through it
Got Imposter Syndrome so still feel like I got to prove it
Can't lie this time it feel like I got something brewing
(Okay)
You can feel the shift in energy
My head cleared up and that left some people dead to me
Probably for the best
More or less I got the recipe
Now every single person in my set has helped chef with me
(Okay)
Would love to see you try to step to me
I got the kind of specs that only pop up once a century
Finally got direction now we lining up trajectory
The hottest from my section
And I drop that shit respectfully
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