Words From Above

Got a problem, I face it I never run from it

Ain't no setback, you won't see me bouncing back from it

Chase opportunity, won't ever see me waiting on it

Filled with entitlement in life yet blaming on it

Gotta buckle up this life doesn't owe you shit

They keep my name in they mouth and talk like they knowing shit

Goal reacher, the go getter, the grab Chetta

The boy clever he spitting bars like he knowing shit

Fresh off a flight then hop on another plain

While they claim that they know me just cause they know my name