Kemal - Cake Up lyrics

[Intro] How ya'll feel out there? Aw yeah, alright, alright Check this out! [Verse 1] They say patience is a virtue, but that's really not my mindset Wake up everyone morning like, "Damn is it my time yet?" People always asking me, "Aaron are you signed yet?" "Yeah, twice, but that's not how sh** work" A nice guy by nature had to learn to be a jerk Had to get the music poppin' 'cause I ain't know how to flirt Rap game, rap game, got me logos on my shirt Couple dollars in my pocket and my hand up some skirts Sometimes I sit back and wonder what it's worth When it all comes down and they put me in the earth And the maggots spread my decomposing body through the dirt Have I done my part to serve my highest purpose since my birth? Did the universe I enter get fully reimbursed for the space I take up? I think about it nightly then forget when I wake up No time for philosophy, I gotta get my cake up (well!) b**h, there's no stoppin' me (well!) [Interlude] And, and, you know, people can write, write, write all they want, but what are people doing? And if it's anybody out there that's doing, they know how hard it is to actually do. And I'm, like, a motivation of the doer [Verse 2] I gotta get my cake up, no time for philosophy The world is mine and I'm possessive like apostrophes Impressive 'cause I got to be, the pressure almost got to me I broke through, now there's nothing on top of me No ceilings, I'm Mixtape Weezy No feelings, these b**hes too sleazy No competition man, this sh**'s too easy They throw a lot of shade, I just wear it like Stevie The dark gla**es on, they cover up my eyes She got a fat a**, I keep my lover in disguise A bad b**h in regular clothes, y'all got regular hoes Make and bakin' the dough, spittin' regular flows I'm in Korea, these ain't regular shows And I don't need to translate the style of the confidence Frequent flyin' miles got me hoppin' over continents And I don't get it either way, dawg, I ain't gotta spit