Morning Wood

[Verse 1]
Yeah
See I'm not tryna' be Nas or Jay Z
I'm just wanna be like me
Sold out shows, live life free
This might be the closest thing to greatness since B.I.G
I know I'm on another level
I know my exposure is getting closer, I just gotta keep my head level
And I gotta keep my grind tight but don't nobody want me to do it but still I shine bright
Like a diamond I been grindin' 9 to 5 and showin' you what I'm 'bout do
With little god inside I been writin' timeless music
Don't you know I'm the fuckin' truth?
Go head to head combatively
I know you think less of me
Luckily, your boy got the recipe
Cooking up in the studio, five courses
Lotta loses for niggas who thought they was bosses
Cautious, move carefully and I'm sorry if you don't hear from me
I just realized none of y'all really care for me
Only time we talking is if I'm pickin' the phone up
Unless you need something then you wanna be all up on my line
I'm through with that, fall back
We don't have no more room for that dope music, true music
It's the family, your girl thankful for that
1:05 in Yemen, I need to be getting sleep
Pussy on my mind and I wanna be waist deep
Making [?] with her lips and I can hit tomorrow
The way the game set up I probably should hit the beats
Yeah
See I'm a cut throat, 6-4 co-killer
When it comes to the flow - my nigga
Ain't nobody better than me
The candid rapper, I make sure at his funeral he lookin' dapper
This is not a threat, this is like bringing a knife into a fight, when I'm grippin' on a tech
I'm a monster, thought you knew
If you didn't now you know I'm not the one to fuck with on the tunes
I been doin' it for a minute and now you pay attention
My grind is startin' to add up and now I'm doin' the vision
Divide it and conquer [?]
Multiplying success, yes that's been a vision
I told niggas, I even tried to show niggas but they thought I was a hoe nigga
So when I blow nigga, you gon' be like "whoa nigga, man I always loved your flow nigga"
I got a bad habit, I'm back at it like crack addicts in the mathematics
So that status is pure savage
I do this all the time, I grind its 24
And won't be satisfied til I be on the Forbes
I'm a MC but No Business like Jay Z
So uh, fuck you pay me
If the contract ain't right I'm not signin' it
You're not gon' black ball me, dawg please
I'm smarter than most, the player in culture
Sippin' Henessy on a boat
I play and I coast
Keep a pretty chick on the toes that love me the most
Walk around the house in a robe, I feel like a boss uh
Patiently waitin' on father time to let me know when I'm gon' shine
I know y'all prayin' on my downfall, hopin' I fall to my demise
Unfortunately I'm like Maya Angelou, still I rise
Ain't nothing gonna keep me down, best belive it
So take this as a warnin', it's hunting season

[Outro: *Brandon Isaiah*]
Aye nigga get your ass up boy
You know you gotta get to work, what's wrong with you?
It's 9 o'clock, you're supposed to be at work at 7
*Oh shit oh, man it's too early for all of this*
What you mean it's too early for all of this?
You payin' bills over here? I don't think so
Get your ass up boy
*Fuck, alright come on*