Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh, I'm so outta my mind
I'm a product of grind
Never switchin' my patterns
This was all by design
They tried to single me out
In such monogamous times
She want me and my lady
I think she tryna come by
Staring death in the eyes
I never felt so alive
I don't see 'em when broke
All my devils are shy
All I got is my word
Here's where the testament lies
Take the good with the bad
Life is Jekyll and Hyde
Big business and all
Big business I'm up
Piss off the flow, I'm just raw
Don't even know where to start
**** short with they green
Who put the gnomes in the yard?
They alone or they barge right in your crib and just ball
Gave birth to you ****
Shit, who lit the cigar?
Know all you **** my sons
Blow a kiss at the stars, uh
I gotta be more than fresh
This is all finesse, P-R-P-S
If she don't get the sex, it's all Tourettes
Check, check, check
[Verse 2]
I want the house in the hills
A pool in the back
Maybe a Benz or Cadillac
A chain and a grill
Whole lotta stacks
You can't say that I lack ambition, ambition
There's something cooking in the kitchen
Straight tunnel vision
So come on tell me what you're missing (Missing, missing, missing)
[Verse 3]
Uh, lackin' ambition, that's such a backwards mission
I know you a hater because you act suspicious
In a sea full of anger, baby, I'm tappin' vicious
Happiness isn't when your tax bracket is different
In need of garb but want money, hoe, I'm sacrilegious
Hustle like none other
I have no trust, I hate when rappers call each other brother
They hate on **** from afar
It's rap, motherfuckers, I'm back, don't slack, ****
Art flow, Picasso, I'm in Darth mode
So much drive this is that push to start flow
Yo, Pablo, criminals this is snot nose
Now it's love come down, I'm ridin' drop woes
It all came from the dope, it's top notch flows
Vintage heavy clothes
It's like these **** got issues with shit they never show
What I say is law, uh
The scraps they gave me made a **** want it all
[Verse 4]
I want the house in the hills
A pool in the back
Maybe a Benz or Cadillac
A chain and a grill
Whole lotta stacks
You can't say that I lack ambition, ambition
There's something cooking in the kitchen
Straight tunnel vision
So come on tell me what you're missing
[Verse 5]
Sippin' from a potion like it's holy water
I saw the stars align in the right order
Used to tell me I was dreamin'
Wish you could feel just what I'm feelin' now
But what can I say
You're not on the level
You're not on the wave, wave
[Verse 6]
I want the house in the hills
A pool in the back
Maybe a Benz or Cadillac
A chain and a grill
Whole lotta stacks
You can't say that I lack ambition, ambition
There's something cooking in the kitchen
Straight tunnel vision
So come on tell me what you're missing
Written by: Fabienne Elodie Holloway, Nick Grant, Tyler Acord