Junior - 1st Quarter lyrics

[Verse 1: Gibby] I'mma skinny n***a I ain't dressed to impress sh** Cause even on my worst day I'm better than ya best sh** And I could f** your current b**h or any of ya exes With my 15 inch rims n***a I ain't riding Lexus But catch me doing 60 on Brown Deer and 52nd In the ash grey Prius 50 miles to the gallon I'm swerving past police at lie, 2 in the morning And a n***a barely driving straight cause' i'm too busy snoring f** a b**h that blew me off because now I'm too busy touring Nosey b**hes doing too much on social media lurking They putting themselves in the bad position just from exploring Ain't no such thing as a faithful n***a baby quit searching But now you hittin' lines just because sh** is convenient Throw a rack, stop at the trap pick up more and then I'm leaning The semi or the 40' posted on the block If you step out of line, then ya momma will be screaming b**h n***as hatin', claimin', that they aimin', for me But I leave em laying on pavements Jesus I'm saying that I defeated satan Straight out of depression, now I'm laid up with my payments Salty n***as don't like it but see the style and they bite it So I'm confused on how you boo the n***a blowing up like a rocket Main moral of bars, you copy n***as needa' stop it Cause when I'm being honest b**hes swear I'm the hottest But my b**h like a goddess I'm sparkin' up like taking a fork And putting it inside of an electric socket I promise, all success, come from making a profit And not just the dollar bills stuffed inside of ya pockets But the mental success Is what'll make a n***a make it By all means my n***a, I will never stop chasing the bacon Forreal [Interlude] And that's just real sh** Did it one time for ya b**h [Verse: 2] Filthy ya n***a Defeated depression without a lick of liquor But I'm living just fine Hadda keep a n***a chin up So I'm back to chasing payments and bacon You needa save it If you claiming I ain't nice with the flow I'm claiming you hating I'm campaigning against you whiny n***as always complaining I'm training, waiting, and praying That one day I'mma be famous I'm entertaining and saving every b**h that left me hanging Now I'm, climbing and changing While you other n***as left remaining I'm taking every single bit of energy and gaining Cause procrastination got me nowhere but replaying The same old same Set a goal, I gotta gain So I lifted up motivation, co*k it, and then I aim And now I'm shooting for it A young n***a just moving forward I'm only in the first quarter, and warmer, put as the scorer You're shorter, than the averaged honored Now I gotchu cornered So prepare to be tortured, by the fire ya'll ordered I'm border line crazy with the flow and far from the border I said I'm far from the border I'm unbothered by you n***as It's funny, you think you phase me Ya'll the browns defensive line, put up against Eddie Lacy My power is at 100, and ya'll at -80 Crazy with the shotgun, pump far I'm Tom Brady Up against the saints D-backs This match up's like a Mercedes Against a civic Scratching up walls like hieroglyphics It's horrific, I am an Olympic With the specifics My flow is scientific, you gotta read beyond the lyrics Ya'll quickest to be some critics And now I am livid, My anger is through the roof, and broken all of it's limits I'm living off of the realness, never crypt-ed off a gimmick it's mystic, and if you want it go chase it until you get it I'm defying all the rules and breaking all the laws of physics Them stats, could claim you whack, But ya actions could claim you gifted