Figured Out

Verse 1

This my all
I'm fuckin' appalled
I'm not gonna fall
I'm ready to brawl
Coolin' just me and my dogs
You step in my yard
Homie we shoot for the stars
So you ain't that hard
And you ain't that far
I just come thru with the heat
Hittin' a beat with a beat down
Pay attention who I keep round
No counterfeit, need receipts now
I'm a lost soul, I'ma asshole
So I'm sorry if you think I act cold
Warmed up to a bad dude
Went and filled my head with the false hope
Man fuck him, I ain't about it
He thought he could sign me and trap me
And take all my money but I ain't allow it
He pussy and coward
So fuck him, I put in the hours
I ain't that big into we anymore
It's just me my own set of powers

Chorus

I don't got it figured out, no just not yet
On my mind, it's on my mind it's all just music money sex
Ima stack and stack it up
Just so my parents never stressed
I tell her back and back it up
For me you fuckin wit the best
But
I don't got it figured out, no just not yet
On my mind, it's on my mind, it's all just fuck em kill em dead
I'ma stack and stack it up
Just so my parents never stressed
But tell em back and back the fuck up
'Fore I show them how I get

Verse 2

But I don't know
Who they think they are fuckin' wit
You ain't competition
I'ma be on someone's bucket list
No your girl won't answer
She way too busy suckin' dick
I ain't wanna do it
But I had to do it
Fuck em then
Gotta be savage
Gotta make hit after hit till I'm doin' the damage
Coolin' with Bandit
Comin' with kung fu
I'm doin' my damnedest
Q on a canvas
No it ain't new
Cause I knew it
I planned it
Me and my mans get
Out from the burbs
Like it's no longer kansas
You don't know half the shit
Kept in my pantry
I'm feelin' antsy
You is a pansy
Me I'm like Randy
Me I'm not like them
I bring the shock
Like I Ben and the kite them
I just off white them
Boxin' em out like it's tyson
Oh you a goon
What's a goon to a bison
I been like twice them
Back in the highschool
Drive before license
They come and siphen
Get gassed up
I knew I could do it but I ain't that dumb
I don't see a fake
Till I aim at one
And they really ain't safe
Till I say I'm done
Cause the bullshit I can't digest
But my therapist tellin' me I should fight less
I remind him the mayans told us 2012 would be the end
I'm just happy that we haven't died yet
Am I high yet, probably
Am I hype yet
Do I need a main bitch or a side chick
Or a side kick
Cause I might kick
Doors down like a viking
I think all of ya'll should go sky diving
Free flyin'
Free fallin'
Fe fi fo
Fuck ya'll talkin'
I'm a giant
I'm orion
Get em up off me

Chorus

I don't got it figured out
Just yet
On my mind, on my mind
It's fuck em, kill em dead
I'ma stack, stack it up
So my parents never stressed
Tell em back, back the fuck up
'Fore I show you how I get