Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Mask Off (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1] Finally got a piece of the profit Wine and cheese in the seat by the co*kpit I ain't mean for your b**h to be watching I ain't me, she kept eying me Everyday we just making deep profits Money long, I'm gonna need some deep pockets Hands are to the ceiling when I'm in the building How you make a living? Hmm Lately never chillin', mind is on a million Things I gotta do Ladies want me, when there no time for chillin' No time for you I've been on a different type of time I never liked to rest, a different type of grind I'm on South Beach like Tony Montan Feelin' like the whole world is mine and I Sit back, let your mind run No man knows when the time gone come Every action think about the outcome Cause I ain't never outrun no bullet from a gun Don't ask Malcolm, ask how come? Ask any real n***a really 'bout some When you in the field, n***a don't play dumb Better keep your eyes peeled in the rearview Know a couple n***as in the ville who will k** you Run up in your hands in the wheel and air you out Never give a f**, never hear you out News clip poppin' up about you whereabouts You ain't really with the war so don't go there Got my middle fingers up in my underwear When I'm f**ing the world on some G sh** With the waviest flow, make you seasick Hope you can swim in the rhythm I'm delivering Deep drown, I'm telling you to get a friend White girls and they love me for my melanin Kiss me all over my brown skin I got the soul of a black king It takes control when I'm rapping Let the b**h unload like a Mac 10 Drrtt Drtt that's all that happened [Hook] Blast Off x4 Lift Off x9 [Verse 2] Hol Up! These rap n***as be acting up Talk mad sh**, can't back it up Don't let me catch you lackin' I pack you inside the Maxima Mark them days on the calendar Don't you dare, I just challenged ya Sonics hedge hodges Got heads boppin way out in Africa Radios be lacking though You can't front on talents so Imma k** like every show and any foe and any flow No flex when I begin to zone Know to watch when I come on I check-in in the microphone Collect this check then I'm heading home But it ain't always been like this Remember when we was broke as sh** Saving L's till next week My ashtrays got a roach in it I hit it until my finger tips, get burnt at the filter tip Before I learn to take a risk I ain't even had a pot to piss in Listen, I'm twisting the system The mission, the recognition I see the future clearly My premonitions is scary Pray that they bury me where my soul has been heavenly Sent for the fathers and martyrs of this art that we formin' We call it hip hop n***a, guess you must've forgot