The Intro Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Mmm' yeah yo'

Open my eyes at four in the rising

Riding the bus for 'bout two hours depend on who drivin'

Couldn't decide if I want a life where I'm waiting in line

Or create my own using the gift that was present inside me

Started writing while on my ride to a job I partly despise

Coworkers saw my smile but missed the pain my eyes

Mommy at home tryna get over the pain inside by focusing on my life

Two broken people colliding still tryna give out advice

Both controlling

Can't control the weather though

Hurricane in Miami just as certain as it never snowin'

Up in Panama but shoot now a days you never know

Anyways

Exist or live my life with purpose

Every time I ask that question seem to make me nervous

Surface thinkin' I call wanting fame to flaunt all that I purchase

In a frame that captions I get what I want 'cause I deserve it

Took a minute to decide

Cousin opened my eyes

Said it's bigger than just me

Changed my mental for life

Now I say we

Every time that I'm referring to the tribe

'Cause you the one that gas me up but I'm the one that has to drive

Give me the wheel though

Bars hard I still flow

Drippin' but don't sink now

Let me fix that for real though

Young Queen with grown dreams

Got more boots than steel toes

Kickback my field goal

Not sick but I feel cold

I am

Let me chill no

Mojo Flojo on the track I go

Fast or slow-mo money in my hands

Caddy (Catty) with the bag

Engulfing in passion

Knowing that Danny got my back

So we know what'll happen

They ain't open up

Now I'm going in

Quit servin' so I never wait again

Win win win 'til the story end

Why you on the gram

Started weighing out my other plan

That's a meal prep and I'm sealed pressed

'Cause I'm still fresh from the other bag

From my window like I'm Bruh Man

Ima' eat and share it with the other man

That's a cheat code mi amigos get it free though

Really they taxin' gassin'

And still attacking

Capping orderly fashion

While we distracted napping lackin'

Fax and searching for passion

They be like

Killing my vibe

I let it

I let it ride

Follow my

Follow my drive

Now it's on

Now it's on sight

Yeah

Open up (Yeah)

Open my eye

And I'm releasing my soul

They wanna buy

But i ain't sellin' it so

Go fly a kite

And I'm up high

This is my flight

This is my fight

Hitting my lines

My goals only thing in my sight

Kick back and I'm sittin' up right

It ain't done live it up

Giving up is a crutch

Limit the cinema

Picture the minimum

Is it fun get it done

Kick punt pick it up

Yeah

If you aint feelin' us

We won (One) for you to (Two) get your digits up

Hi bye both ways

I apply most days

Like I need more change

My vibe don't change

Every quarter 'nother stage

Wait

Raise the quotum of the game

I don't see no other way

So I'm plowing down my lane

Bet it never be the

Yeah

Bet it never be the same

Welcome to the kickback get back

Good vibes only I meant that

I stay blessed not beating my chest that's God that sent that

I don't text no chitchat

Work my core no six pack

Still can't bare (Beer) fear grinds my gears

Got tight and fixed that

No fear we brave now we in the A

Like when calling someone can't remember they name

I wanna chill after my debt is paid

And my and my dad got a house on a lake

Maybe a beach but not the street

Where someone could just ask if their daughter is Queen

And my King can't be beat so then why would I cheat

Plus we on the same team hitting goals with no cleats

Welcome to the kickback pardon

Time flying by like robin

Took my time I'm robbin' (Robin)

Hood on back I'm joggin'

Memories come some go BK I think of often

And I wouldn't have my taste or flow

If it wasn't for living on Thomas Boyland

Everyone's invited

Really I'm excited

I'm the plug of the vibe

So I had to provide it

But now we gon' sing songs

And go up like Cheech Chong

We don't care bout' who's there

Ain't no knock knock