Off At It Lyrics

Don’t really know if anybody got the message
Product of disaster and you’re looking at the wreckage
From a different spot but don’t focus on my percentage
Cause I’m up and in the game watch me get out of the carriage ah
Oh no, I’m off at it
They listenin but I’m not tatted
Hit a home run but I been batted
That’s TSA and I been patted like whoa
100 off and I’m still chattin'
Sweatshirt and that’s not satin
People hit me like what’s happenin'
But they never know what’s happenin'

Plotting on the low, they see me scheming on the side
They think I do not have the answers, I’m just tryna learn to ride
Everything that they been saying, I just try to take in stride
Just a stud that’s in the game, and you know it’s bonafide
Yeah, know it’s bonafide, like I’m Enzo Amore
Next year I’ll go top forty, if you see me don’t ignore me
Y’all just run on treadmills (yeah), you can’t get ahead still (yeah)
See you sleeping on the side (woo!), tell me how the bench feel
Tell me what’s the plan then?
I got a team of the steves (steves)
If you’re not with me then leave
I only give not receive
Shout out my boys at TAMID
They see me running it’s fast
Yeah I might roll up my sleeves
I’m writing the album in class
I just wanna clarify you know I’m not a know it all
Someday I’ll meet Sway and on the mic you know I’m going off
I call your bluff and then you know I'm gon' be showing off
I am not a faker homie word to Rachel Dolezal
You don’t get that I found the niche
Don’t get that I couldn’t talk about stuff that is not believable
Inconceivable how I walked up never been careless
People listening even all the parents
Got on the charts up in Canada and that’s one spot right above Calvin Harris that’s no lie
Really know that that’s no lie (no lie)
I am not like the old guys (old guys)
I am not wearing Old Spice (Old Spice)
But we popping you know why (know why)
I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not
I don’t pretend to be someone that’s fake
I don’t pretend to be getting a lot
But I’m on the come up you know

Don’t really know if anybody got the message
Product of disaster and you’re looking at the wreckage
From a different spot but don’t focus on my percentage
Cause I’m up and in the game watch me get out of the carriage ah
Oh no, I’m off at it
They listenin but I’m not tatted
Hit a home run but I been batted
That’s TSA and I been patted like whoa
100 off and I’m still chattin'
Sweatshirt and that’s not satin
People hit me like what’s happenin'
But they never know what’s happenin'

I just wanna say, everything I need to say
Feel like everything’s in place, can I see another day?
Got my boys in 101 (brrp), competition think we done
I just think we're on a run, I’m just doing this for fun
I think that I need it they know when I’m rapping it’s so therapeutic
I think that I finally figured out how to convey with the music
I think that I know what I’m doing they think that I’m not on a roll
I think that you misunderstand what I see as the ultimate goal
Oh no that’s reps up with my seat back
Stage now I got feedback
Sugared up like a sweet pack
But I take L’s like a D-Back
Gluten-free on the meat rack
Push me and I leap back
My hair never greased back
But I’m on the left no CPAC
Now I’m dealing with these wacks
See people lying
They just talk bout the chains now, while millions of people dying
You been in your basement, but you talking like you’re flying
My song just put me on the map, and I wasn’t even trying
Yeah, wasn’t even trying
So I swear I want it all (yeah)
Homie that’s Spring to the Fall
If you ain’t with it don’t call
Pick up the phone and I’m doing midterms with an album on the way
Already told ‘em the way that I do it is so exclusive for the Bay
I’m on a wave, nothing to save, in the Presidio writing songs
But they could see me though all along
Yeah they could see me though on the track
I might reverse it and bring it back
With a kick then a snare
Oh I wouldn’t care cause I’m really out here
And they follow but to where
Next up with a leg up if you thinking that you the competition
Flexed up with the stress up if you wanna listen I won’t tell you different
Oh yeah that’s all rap no singing now they gon' say I’m switching
Your song it pops up well that’s something I am definitely skipping (brrp)

Don’t really know if anybody got the message
Product of disaster and you’re looking at the wreckage
From a different spot but don’t focus on my percentage
Cause I’m up and in the game watch me get out of the carriage ah
Oh no, I’m off at it
They listenin but I’m not tatted
Hit a home run but I been batted
That’s TSA and I been patted like whoa
100 off and I’m still chattin'
Sweatshirt and that’s not satin
People hit me like what’s happenin'
But they never know what’s happenin'