Worth (feat. KB & Scuare)

Dime ‘em up

Me and Rav on the track like making diamonds touch

He the RKO I'm the diamond cut

Find your crutch or get suplexed

Fuck around, I turn ‘em into oobleck

Who next, Goldberg run it

I ain’t trynna end up in the vulture’s stomach

Bitch I feel like I'm Armor King when I'm blunted

I'm Lord Infamous, hoe I run it

Stoned like pumice

Solid as snakes

Thinkin’ I'm good, I promise I'm great

How many ways can I possibly say it?

You all in my face, you get tossed in your place

I think I'm Ma$e, I think I'm Puffy right after the case

I think I'm losing my passion to chase

I think I'm losing my mind

Right at the line and I'm tappin’ the brakes

Used to run from my problems

Now they sitting attached to my waist

They told me those years I spent rapping were nothing

But sad I imagine the actual waste

Now I'm in Texas

Now all my friends are the bestest

Now I be rapping with legends, aye

I give a fuck what your records say

I own myself today

It’s fuck ‘em

Yo, fuck your 60/40 split

I won’t give up important shit

A hunned is my portion, bitch

I recorded this

I am more than this

So, fuck your 60/40 split

I won’t give up important shit

A hunned is my portion, bitch

I recorded this

I am more than this

Fuck it!

My life’s a joke and I still don't know why

Hope, dope, broke, but a deal’s no lie

Now I don’t focus I fear no time

I ain’t dip right out

Disappear, grow time

I don’t fuck with no explanations

I expect to grow patient

But don’t respect the whole pace of it

I pace a bit

I hate this shit

Forget a lot of things

I need a break from it

I'm still bottled up

I'm still chasin' shit

Why

I

Don’t

Know

Why

I don’t even know an eighth of it

Don’t reveal concern that’s some ain’t shit

Got a meal I earned

I guess I'm making it

Sometimes I just need a break from this

Sometimes there’s nothing I can take from this

So I'm

All in, all in

I don’t need to find my calling

I'm just biding time, I'm stalling

‘Till I'm in the light, I saw it

I just so tired these words don’t need to make sense

I don’t think things through

I don't need to play dead

I don’t see hate spread

I'm still here

Fans stay loud never will hear, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yo, fuck your 60/40 split

I won’t give up important shit

A hunned is my portion, bitch

I recorded this

I am more than this

So, fuck your 60/40 split

I won’t give up important shit

A hunned is my portion, bitch

I recorded this

I am more than this

This that big dick flow at peak performance

Fuck an applause, I don’t seek endorsements

Rather be supportive of what I deem important

Rather be recording

Rather seek rewarding experiences

Rather be something more than I am

Where I'm not crawling on land

Put my worth in my hands to fill holes deep in the dirt from concerns

I can’t stand when I talk bout this shit

Been talked about it like forty times this year

Why do I walk the line all the time when there ain’t shit near?

I'm ‘posed to be s-tier

Close and yet still fear falling part

Crawl in the dark is all I ever do

I've grown bored of this arc

Surely I'm smart?

And maybe my brain falling short of my heart?

The shore isn’t far

Yuh

Your assessment don’t affect my value

They will let you keep your worst to pull the bestest out you

But they’re only ever pressed cause they are less without you

Let the pressure vacuum, don’t accept the shackles

No

Show em what you got now

Show em you won’t bow down

To them nor my weakest days

My frequencies go louder

Rav

Yo, fuck your 60/40 split

I won’t give up important shit

A hunned is my portion, bitch

I recorded this

I am more than this

So, fuck your 60/40 split

I won’t give up important shit

A hunned is my portion, bitch

I recorded this

I am more than this