Mundo

[Intro]
Look
Okay
Hol' up
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm chasin' a bag, I'm racin' the clock
Look at 'em flock, watchin' 'em flop
Used to see this in my sleep, when I ain't had shit
Put my thoughts in the cot, I really was lost
Now I'm public with the soundscapes
Niggas flossin', really pullin' strings for the pound cake
I see you in full puppet in the clown face for a Lil wage
That shit, the talk of the town, it's late
Still me, I never switched sides
Came a long way with the gas tank, runnin' on fumes, wonder why you full on the envy
When it's all love when I fall through with the young bulls, give them niggas a kidney
But you ain't mob, you a opp
Must be lost in the sauce
Been here for the art, finna jumpstart
Wanted, this is small, pack the lunchbox with the Kool-Aid Jammers
And I'm still throwin' tantrum
I'm sent to roam the planet
Where they know the songs, and they chant 'em
The vision turn into fruition
I really likin' how it's pannin'
They calm n' collected, you thought I planned it
Shit been crazy, then it fell into place now everything's stable
I'm all in on the table
You sellin' that fable, we know that it's made up
We know what you made of

[Chorus]
I do better offline (Yeah)
I've been callin' to a guy
I'm in tune with the signs
I'm just tryna let go
I'm just tryna be me (Ay)
I'm just tryna do (Yeah) fine

[Verse 2]
Moon landin' with the elevation
Armstrong with the levitation
A third eye, need a calibration
Now it's heat rock when I notated
I've been goin' crazy
Stoneface when I kill beat leavin' no trace on location
Premeditated, ay
Can't even be still for, like, more than a minute
They way that they play out, I don't wanna miss, I don't know part of this shit
Feel like I'm deep in the plot of a flic
And I'm the star of this shit
And I've been playin' my part, since back when we started this shit
Feelin' charged got a Lil' coin on me and I sauce with the nits
I'm a boss, I'm a prick
With the cold shoulder, finna road doge it in the fourth quarter, no assist
And the forms hella crisp
I'm the calm in a storm, I took my own struggle when I flipped it
And the hussle been legitimate
It's so many blessings, I might be allergic, how I move
They treat the sound like I'm stirrin' up, workin' the pot 'til it's firm
I serve like Serena, do with the cleaners
You not on my wave, you can't handle my current, nah
That's just a teaser, yeah
I'ma be me, take it or leave it

[Chorus]
I do better offline (Yeah)
I've been callin' to a guy
I'm in tune with the signs
I'm just tryna let go
I'm just tryna be me
I'm just tryna do fine