Walkathon ft. Xmust Lyrics

No I can't miss (I can't miss)

Praying to the sky like can you hear me

All my Lords don't need to send his troops

I am only fighting for my freedom

Angels in disguise, no I can't miss (No I can't miss)

Praying to the sky like can you hear me (Can you hear me dawg)

Yea, I been on a walkathon

Don't even pop out, I stay at the house and I still gotta put it on

Heard it's a drought, so I gotta drop just so you could sing along

I had my doubts, but I'm at the top, this ain't a fling, she gotta mop

Don't got no ops, I'm beefing with knots

I'm talking bout bands, they itching my hands

These niggas allergic to getting the money

Going out sad, go get your mans

This moment forever, but we ain't together (No)

I woke up this morning, was feeling the pressure

I heard it was storming, I'm changing the weather

We made a performance, but not at Coachella

Please don't trip, watch your feet

When I talk, please don't speak (Shh)

I'm a dog, off the leash

I'm like Usain, can't be beat

Heating up, ain't no sleep

Every time I spit it's ether

Every line I spit heat seeker

Hate I turn em to believers

No debate, they can't catch up to me (No)

I swear, this lady stuck to me (Yea)

She told me babe I love you don't know how you still put up with me

I'm blessed, this ain't just luck to me (Yea)

And this is just a summary

If I sat back and counted all my blessings that be luxury

Yea, uh, so much signs to me that you done been around before

My brothers ain't gone love you baby, you been on the floor

Knocking down your shots, I thought I saw you on the court

My hand is up, I'm way too high this feeling got me soaring

So much signs to me that you done been around before

My brothers ain't gone love you baby, you been on the floor

Knocking down your shots, I thought I saw you on the court

My hand is up, I'm way too high this feeling got me soaring

Back on the scene it's like I never left

Still looking clean I still know how to step

Charge to the game, I can't hate on the ref

You believe in the internet, who do you rep

Fiending for reach, while I'm fiending for checks

Deep in the streets, water up to your neck

You had your time, now I came to collect

Fourth or the fifth, man the dates don't connect

Lost in the sauce and they blind to the fact

That I gave em the recipe cook it from scratch

Chaining your thoughts and your energy think

I'm a enemy blocking when I don't attack

Open your eyes and your mind

This a permanent shine but I know you been blind for some time

And it's hard to reflect while these rhymes making signs that's divine

And I promise ain't no going back

You made a choice and it's pitiful (Yea)

I got a voice and it's memorable (Yea)

Ink on my body is spiritual

Heart is on fire and know that it's literal (Hot)

Keep it alive gotta know that it's critical (Hot)

Hearing my words and you know this a miracle

Since the beginning you knew I was lyrical (Hot)

Giving you prophecies Wendó been biblical

Yea, uh, so much signs to me that you done been around before

My brothers ain't gone love you baby, you been on the floor

Knocking down your shots, I thought I saw you on the court

My hand is up, I'm way too high this feeling got me soaring

So much signs to me that you done been around before

My brothers ain't gone love you baby, you been on the floor

Knocking down your shots, I thought I saw you on the court (X)

My hand is up, I'm way too high this feeling got me soaring (Yea, yea)

Fuck it up

Send it back let me see where the shooters at

I throw lobs off the rim and they put it back

Man this Xmust the gift who you looking at

I just bought my lil shawty that Wayda merch

And she saying oh baby I need a purse

Got a tote from the mall and I hit up Mac

I prefer me a glock with a fitted cap

Man I'm jiggy forreal

Ask this girl who she feeling forreal

You my girl if you sleep at the crib

Cutting cays but they want me to drill

Unc a problem, he prolly gone Will

Put it past me to show you a kill

Switch it up now she calling me Phil

This money forreal

I been on the pills, the weed, the henny she knowing the deal

No I'm not chasing opinions (Yea)

I'm only going for millions (Yea she knowing the deal)

I'm chasing the red, the blue, the green (X)

I'm going for alla the millions (Yea, let's go)

The fye by my side, I'm taking a ride and they better hide

We popping outside

So don't get offended (What)

Ain't no amendments

Ain't no competition

No reminiscing

Ain't no amendments

Yea, I been on a walkathon

Yea, been on a walkathon