Cracks

[Intro]
Yeah. Man, where you been?
Wondering where I been at an' shit man. (M.I.A man...)
Been in the cut, gotta bring this to the light real quick though

[Hook]
Ay, I don't know what you don't know; where you been at?
Ay, but I been in the cut, man, I been in the cracks
Puttin' in the work, I can sorta match (ay)
Cookin' up some dopeness

[Verse 1: Jett Bailey]
On the come up, I'm comin' up, only one up, no runner up
People just talk, that ain't enough
I'm showing proof, you should hang it up (Hang it up!)
'Cause everything I do, it takes diligence, no need for for friends I got payment shit reekin' with benefits, word!
Gimme it, nah! Matter-fact nah! I'll take 'em all, for all they got!
'Bout time I get some recognition for what I been doin', now they pay attention, I been making plays. Fuck you been doin'? I've been on the stage
Simply to prove that this ain't no joke; this is my life!
This is that shit that keeps me up all night!
If you ain't about this bruh, please do not lie
Don't do any features thas' wastin' my time!
Better come right, think I'm correct
PayPal that shit if you can't send a cheque
I know my worth; I'm a commodity price thas' at debt
Need no apologies, you need a map; don't follow this path if you ever need rest
Shout out to my bumi's, they know what it's like, when we make appearances we do not like
If we do not fuck wit' you, you should know why (tried to tell you why)
Been readin' yo cards; you been bluffin' whole time (homie you a liar)
If we do not fuck wit' you, you should know why (tried to tell you why)
Been readin' yo cards; you been bluffin' whole time (you a bluff bro)

[Vocal disturbance]

[Hook]
Ay, I don't know what you don't know; where you been at?
Ay, but I been in the cut, man, I been in the cracks
Puttin' in the work, I can sorta match (ay)
Cookin' up some dopeness

[Verse 2: Jett Bailey]
See I don't talk much, 'less it's in my songs
Thas' real shit 'cause I got nothing else to say to ya (nope)
Try that, cause holdin' standards couldn't prove me wrong
Better luck with feelin' fortunes through a crystal ball (ha!)
Old friends gon' ghost but it help me out, 'cause I don't need anybody tryna bring me down
I let you bro let us
Repeat what I'm doing, makin' some history (word)
My plays been goin' up, I been getting love, learnin' shit from Russ, holy shit we trust
DIY in time, let me on my craft. Always tryna' sing
Let me try to rap!
Yeah the flow is cold, give you goosebumps!
Have you lurkin' instead of what you doin'
Yeah the flow is gold, super-fluid, am I even human?
Be slow in mutin'
Everybody tryna pick up the pen but they run outta ink which that shit hit the fan
We're in different gens, you don't belong on this court
This is not even your sport! You should leave now, think it's best that you abort, you that dude in the gym that don't ball in his shorts. Outta place like foreign kids in school
You should get a clue, Professor Plum! (ah!)
And I don't run from no battles, no sneakin' this shit
You gon' need you a paddle, you got hoes on your boat
Don't know how you gon' travel, lane-hoppin' on mine
Don't stop from the gravel
My team comin' up, no handouts, we ain't have 'em
We just put in work and turn them to patents
Bullshit's gon' happen, now watch it all happen, and now we on tour's and they all start the clappin'

[Hook]
Ay, I don't know what you don't know; where you been at?
Ay, but I been in the cut, man, I been in the cracks
Puttin' in the work, I can sorta match (ay)
Cookin' up some dopeness (some dopeness)
Cookin' up some dopeness
Ay, haha
Now lemme call truce