Ready For Whatever Lyrics

Yeah

Alright

These are things that I try to do

Rise to the top

Try to get the gwap

I said

Talking thru the conscious of my brain

Dismiss my feelings but I'm conscious of the pain

My soul is healing but I'm conscious of the shame

They know im ill so now they conscious of the flames

State my name stake my claim see I just wanted a piece of ice

I see the pie but niggas wouldn't just leave a slice

I see the game I see the fame I just need a price

I need em all just to see to see it all just to see im nice

So I lurked on the bottom started working on my craft

Gave these people my future incorporated my past

I gave em glimpses of visions and all the pictures I had

I'm on the road to the riches im headed straight to the bag damn im bad

I had to call an audible and switch plays

Had to get in tune had to sharpen up like a switchblade

I had the juice to make the big plays

I had the sick jay

I had all the tools just to get paid

Rolling thru the strip on these calm streets

I'm in the mix getting paper on this concrete

I'm bout to give you several flavors on this calm beat

Know that im a risk it im a taker so I'm gon eat it

Long as I've been rapping i always stayed in the booth

I could be the holy Quran cuz I always gave you the truth

I done always gave you the proof of the kind of days that I had

Let you know that im straight and my eyes gon stay on the bag and I'm bad

Yeah

Now I'm rapping and mobile

I want the cheese and I plan on stacking it global

I'm on the scene tryna get me half of my total

Really plotting my history on a path with the moguls

Told u I wouldn't hold you I'm coming thru like a land line

I'm bout to risk bout to blow up like a land mine

I'm kind of gifted tryna show you that I can rhyme

And I been addicted to all these checks that this hand signed

That's why I get over zealous in rap booths

My shit you feel up in your brain just like it's crack juice

I'm bout to make my money triple like a fat goose

Cuz off the Remy I be spitting like I'm papoose

I'm already good but I'm tryna get in the game

Tryna really give it my all as I take a step into fame

They always gon remember me when I'm repping my name

You know M.O.B LA familia always repping my gang

And I'm always flames

I'm always insane and always on fire

Always giving em pieces of wit to keep em inspired

Always forward in motion and always rolling like tires

Always deep in emotion I always speak thru the wire of course

I'm in thought when I'm going off on these records

Give me a beat and I'm going off on it wreckless

Too advanced when they hear me I'm too advanced for these steppers

Thoughts im thinking is chess but the game im playing is checkers

Of course

Rolling thru the strip on these calm streets

I'm in the mix getting paper on this concrete

I'm bout to give you several flavors on this calm beat

Know that im a risk it im a taker so I'm gon eat it

Long as I've been rapping i always stayed in the booth

I could be the holy Quran cuz I always gave you the truth

I done always gave you the proof of the kind of days that I had

Let you know that im straight and my eyes gon stay on the bag and I'm bad