Ready

Intro:
[Gotta get my Audemar]
[[Wonder why these bitches trippin']
Muthafucka was born to ball]
[They checking what I'm drinking]
[Pill poppin' and I'm sippin']
[With 16 make the Killin']
[That mic check flow, these priceless glows and I'm rappin' for the millions]

[Hook]:
I'm ready for yall
I'm ready for yall
New jersey on hell yeah I'm ready to ball
I'm ready to game, I'm ready to play
Jordan in his prime hell yeah I score with no aim
Ready for the world, Ready ready for the world
Ready for the world, Ready ready for the world
Ready for the world, Ready ready for the world
Ready for the world, Ready ready for the world

Verse 1:
All I need in this life of sin, some hooker and some Advil
Menage a trois with two of those, yo last night was mad real
Overdosed on pain might just cause a hangover
But the nigga hungover probably not like he`s supposed to
Nigga drink up, drink up Muthafucka drink up
Overdosed on methazine he smoking on that stank blunt
He gassed up gassed up nigga please don't blow my high
Smoking purp to gain my thoughts right before I lose my mind
Muthafucka you should realize that an A-list on the rise
Close your eyes and shut your mind real nigga you cannot deny
I`m the cat that you impressed with
The cat that they can't mess with
They sending me these pun puns nigga here`s a checkmate
Cashin`out Cashin`out ESM we cash`n out
Bizzy bitch you sleazy bitch i`m what yo mama bank about
Bank about ? I mean brag about
These rappers I'mma air 'em out, careers getting faded no wonder we can't hear 'em out

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Verse 2:
Addressed the competition for the first time in verse one
Thought I was Peta's favorite guy then you guessed wrong
Nigga please I been always fly I'm never stepped on
Still down to earth most hated but I'm Teflon
Ready for the world ever since the fall of '93
Blew up 'fore I grew up that was right in summer '92
Mama always got me looking dope in those nike shoes..
Box kept me leveled with some big bands and bag of weed..
Up, kept my feet up, snakes in the grass my feet up
My cup will never run out it does I guess I'll re-up
I'll be the one you'll talk about
I'll be the one you'll blog about
Keep talking all that weak shit I smack you and your yuck mouth
Dollars up, hustle up and yo dollars up
Biz talk fuck pillow talk money ain't involved don't bother us
These lines will leave you breathless and perplexed from the technique
Sean laid out the blue print we on to the next shit

[Hook]