(Uh)
(La da da, yeah yeah)
(Jetlife)

Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain’t here for the pinky rings 
Or the platinum gold with the diamond chains
If that’s your goals then we ain’t on the same page
You a Plain Jane, I’m with Mary J.
Staying elevated like a pilot
Check my iris but my vision’s clear through my eyelids
Thinkin’ to myself ‘bout the finest rhymes that I can piece together in my mind now
Spit ‘em out and then write ‘em down
Hit the blunt and ignite the sound
We in the cut like stitches are
Never switching far cuz my sights down
Indica stacking in the jar
Take a hit to Mars
Then come right down (right down)

Quiet now
Not a sound
The haters is sleeping, don’t wanna wake the crowd
Underdog to the death but I ain’t in the pound
Never sweat when I shoot, I don’t hit rebounds

Nothing but, nothing but net with my first try
Got a birds-eye-like view of hoop as I burn by
Ain’t a point guard but my points fly
No delta, ain’t no D when I’m out there
And I ain’t breathing no stale air, fuck the airfare
I’m in quarantine for my welfare
With my melody, melody, melodies
Yeah I’ve been cooking but ain’t sharing recipes
Lemony flows, let ‘em marinate slow like shawarma but I ain’t no Lebanese tho
Uh
Hennessy, Hennessy, Hennessy I ain’t been drinking but my homies better be
Rhyming like endlessly - blood flowing through my brain so much I cannot feel my extremities tho

Quiet now
Not a sound
The haters is sleeping, don’t wanna wake the crowd
Underdog to the death but I ain’t in the pound
Never sweat when I shoot, I don’t hit rebounds

No pressure, I’m a professor on this lyrical court with pro lectures
Showboat textures
Hannibal Lector, on the beat cuz I eat flows for breakfast
Grown so restless, imma need some bedspreads
No gold necklace, chain, or a setlist
But I’m a force to be reckoned with
Wars so devilish, leave red shores from my weaponry
Tryna step to me? Better get your running shoes on
Cuz I been like miles ahead of you, while you upset, with my money moves on
I just been focused on rhyming and grinding and timing the one thing I do strong
My life ain’t a movie yet but it ain’t dubious cuz I’ll be coming soon to own

I’ve been pressing every night
Not mention I’m inside day to day like all the time
Ain’t been stressing but I might (but I might)
Jot some lessons while I write (while I write)

I’ve been checking all my plans twice (plans twice)
Ain’t got no deal and no advance price (-vance price)
But that don’t matter to my fans or myself cuz
I would rather take the hands I was dealt cuz

It’s Black Jack, I’m 21 now so pass that and stack that
Then see me grow up through my past raps
On a fast track, got nexus all in my gas cap
I’ve amassed vast quantities of master class raps
Lay ‘em back to back, track to track
And everybody still has to ask:
If I, got a little more
Caught up at the morgue
My bad for killing this man, I got a little bored
I was gonna dumb it down
Now I’m running my mouth like a faucet of metaphors
And you’re wondering how:
I, spit this like sunflower seeds
Never run outta weed
Off the blunt how I feed like
Everybody eat, bon appétit
But come on, grab a seat
You was on after me like

Quiet now
Not a sound
The haters is sleeping, don’t wanna wake the crowd
Underdog to the death but I ain’t in the pound
Never sweat when I shoot, I don’t hit rebounds

(La da da, yeah yeah)
(Jetlife)

(La da da, yeah yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)