Ready For Whatever

I'm Ready For Whatever
I'm Ready For Whatever

[Hook]
If I have food and I have clothes and a place to rest
I'm Ready For Whatever
If I have food and I have clothes and my family is fed
I'm Ready For Whatever

[Verse 1]
No one to answer to, nothing to answer for
Except the standards, short changing the fans support
I try to soar above it
Not tryna impress you, I just do
And when it comes time to look back and reflect on the things I did
I won't be regretful, that was me, I switched into this mode
Where I can receive my gifts and set my goals
Keep it real, but feed my kid and I know
There's a lot of things I'll learn to accept
Through these words is the way I interpret it best
When I return to the heavens from my worldly nest
I believe that these works will live further than death
There's a lot to developing stress breakers
I've wagered a lot, a lot more than just wages
I fed the artist, I'll feed the human separately
And I'll starve first before I lose integrity

[Hook]
If I have food and I have clothes and a place to rest
I'm Ready For Whatever
If I have food and I have clothes and my family is fed
I'm Ready For Whatever (Whatever)
Whenever (Whenever)
Wherever (Wherever)
Whoever (Whoever)

[Verse 2]
There's a new feeling burning in my flesh
If I'm not working music, I'm working on my death
In me as a person, I must be certain to invest
But I don't peak or plateau, I'm on a permanent assent
So when my head's in the clouds, it's strategic
I'll find my way back down when convenient
I'm out of the reaches of the 9-to-5 chains
I've applied a slight change to defy that mind-state
So to the fans who show love and to those who just feel the vibe
If I look stressed out, I'm still alive
I feel confident of my worth down to the cent
Though I've messed up, no halo circling my head
I looked at the big picture and felt stupid
Selling beats is self-abuse, I need to sell units
I'll be that artist, I'll be that human separately
So I starve first before I lose integrity

[Hook]
If I have food and I have clothes and a place to rest
I'm Ready For Whatever
If I have food and I have clothes and my family is fed
I'm Ready For Whatever

[Outro]
Yea, yea
Tch-tch-tch-tch ah, yup
Me and my Sandpeeps are awesome
You think we're getting washed up?
What? You haven't watched us
Put a stop to the gossip
We better bring it? Oh, oh, it's already been brought-en
We form like Voltron, but a bit slower
A bit drunker, a grip doper
Like 10 ogres that come to slit throats
We might sneak up on you, but we don't tip-toe
Yes, yes I am still the Letterhead
Indestructible adamantium skeleton
Well-developed, you dumb as hell if you bet against me
Sapient, a representative
Of Sandpeople or Debaser to step to
Motherfucker we got nephews to behead you
I'm just doing the damn thang, you can't hang
My campaign is big like my pant leg, shit
I can't pay rent, I'm outta Lucky Charms
Better run some lunch money from these fucking marks
Like, it's my playground, get off the monkey-bars
I'll push you off of the slide and then punch your arm
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