Stayin' Ready Lyrics

Balling hard in some tennis shoes

Just got done with a interview

Fuck a op I'm not friending you

Told my bitch need like ten of you

I'm smelling like her perfect flower

Wash it off of me with every shower

Connected to a higher power

Staying ready for my final hour

Turning whippers to a clamor

A hood nigga well mannered

Hold myself to a higher standard

So when you see me you gon' be enamored

Ya information nothing new to me

Got all my data from my foolery

I'm not pressed to buy jewelry

I'm more focused on the eulogy

On the road to mastery

Credit cards little cash with me

Only a couple people blasting me

But I know that it won't last for me

Balling hard in some tennis shoes

Just got done with a interview

Fuck a op I'm not friending you

Told my bitch need like ten of you

I'm smelling like her perfect flower

Wash it off of me with every shower

Connected to a higher power

Staying ready for my final hour

When you know you god sent

You store in compartments

You make sure it augment

Then turn into offense

I feeling like it's nothing to it

From my city I'm the best to do it

Time will be the test to prove it

I leave all my tracks executed

Unknown from the waist up

An icon from the waist down

Every time that they look me up

Having 'em nodding heads face down

Balling hard in some tennis shoes

Just got done with a interview

Fuck a op I'm not friending you

Told my bitch need like ten of you

I'm smelling like her perfect flower

Wash it off of me with every shower

Connected to a higher power

Staying ready for my final hour

On the road to mastery

Credit cards little cash with me

Only a couple people blasting me

But I know that it won't last for me

Balling hard in some tennis shoes

Just got done with a interview

Fuck a op I'm not friending you

Told my bitch need like ten of you

I'm smelling like her perfect flower

Wash it off of me with every shower

Connected to a higher power

Staying ready for my final hour