Jackson Pollock

Lyrics

OK where should I begin?
It’s dark outside it’s ominous
When I had no dough I ate Ramen
With a whole lot of Ritz now I’m convinced
That I'm content
But I got to get a whole lot before my time is spent
And I’m diving in what the Psalmist writ
I’m feeling myself like Madonna did
Quarantine when the virus hit
I’m like where did my commas went?
Got a hide out like Osama crib
Them spring break kids with no common sense
Therapy for the trauma lived
Oh that’s where all of my dollars spent
It’s miner league the ENT and I ain’t talking sinuses.
​​I don’t make threats I make promises
And I don’t go flex on accomplishments
Man right now that’s what time it is
And I’m climbing sort of like climate is
Or a pilot that just did two lines of blow inside of a private jet
And the thing goes *poom!*
Neverland 2 gotta drop that soon
Running on fumes
I ain’t gassed up I’m confident
I ain’t gassed up look when I’m driving in
That's electric kid bought a Tesla
Well not yet but it’s on my checklist
Pre-ordered that yeah I’m invested
Waiting for mine come in timing man
Patience, that’s what the lesson
They salty like epsom
They don’t like me but they got to respect him
Before I leave Imma leave an impression
RIP to the beat I stretched it out
Don’t smoke weed but I’m extra loud​​
Me and wifey bought an extra house
Just in case I want to exit out
Money doesn’t grow on trees but it grows on me cause I go throw seed in the ground
Everybody talking about they Yolo living don’t know what go with it
don’t happen automatic got to get up go get it miner league co in it don’t you see the code in it?
I’m so cold with it
So prolific
When it comes to the flow I’m pro bowl with it
They gon respect my name Cinco Ocho with it
Every single one of my bars got a gold ticket
No I’m not finished just started
I feel like mike Vick with the option
Y’all send blitz I’m getting out of pocket
Y'all trend pick I’m picking my flowers
Y’all been getting sour
Y’all blend with the cowards
But I’m right back in it no I can’t lose
Can’t walk in em or tie my shoes
Already know what side I choose
What’s that I hear?
Sideline boo’s?​
Y’all ain’t even in the game
Like “put me in coach!”
Taking shots well I’m Mutumbothen do my dance in the end zone.