Intro:
Drip, drop, I got tired of hip-hop
So I made something with a little more
Verse 1:
Don’t blink, you might miss the bright flash
Life a picture perfect moment that will always outlast
Flesh and bone, when I’m gone, play my song
Momma gonna know what I’m on, I am on
I’m a genius, yes I mean it
Don’t you feel it while I’m speaking
Leave you speechless but never leave you
I’d never ever leave you
Music is my baby, so I make it for my baby
And mom and pop, I could never stop
Brother, sisters, too
So I made an album, high and lows
If you ever cry, and if you ever smile
You should know, every single thing
And every time I sing, you gon’ feel it
You gon’ feel it in yo’ chest
I ain’t saying I’m the best, and I ain’t saying that I’m not
I ain’t saying it’s so fresh and I ain’t saying that it’s hot
I am saying you will feel it cause it’ll hit you in that spot
I am giving what I can and that’s everything I got
Hook:
Drip, drop, I got tired of Hip-Hop
So I made something with a more lip lock
Wristwatch, count the seconds
Tick tock, and your blessings
Exactly why I’m here
Have no fear I am here
Everything could change
Then everything is good
Then everything is strange
And that’s so good
So good, so good, so good
Exactly as it should
Verse 2:
Drip drop, got tired of Hip-Hop
So I made something that’ll reach deeper than bedrock
A lot people try and tell me that they feel
But you ain’t gon feel me till you hear me
You ain’t gonna love me till I’m gone
When I’m gone that is all
When I’m gone that is it
When I’m dead that’s the story
So I’m gonna do the most with it
I’mma write till I can’t
I’mma rap till I choke
I’m Above right now
But I used to be Below
So I made an album, high and lows
If you ever cry, and if you ever smile
You should know, every single thing
And every time I sing, you gon’ feel it
You gon’ feel it in yo’ chest
I ain’t saying I’m the best, and I ain’t saying that I’m not
I ain’t saying it’s so fresh and I ain’t saying that it’s hot
I’m just saying it’s the key to a Grammy for me
So I’mma get it and shine my little trophy, man
Hook:
Drip, drop, I got tired of Hip-Hop
So I made something with a more lip lock
Wristwatch, count the seconds
Tick tock, and your blessings
Exactly why I’m here
Have no fear I am here
Everything could change
Then everything is good
Then everything is strange
And that’s so good
So good, so good, so good
Exactly as it should