Kokhlea - I'm On lyrics

Yeah I'm feeling this Alright [Verse 1] Climbing up the stairs I see you hoping that I fail Never slip I grab the rail So you know I'm gon prevail Don't you see this man on fire got me feeling like denzel I used to keep this sh** a secret And now I kiss and tell I do this well Can't you tell Bout to blow like the cartel And whoever in the game I kick 'em out They been expelled I'm just out here filling spots of all the rappers who done fell It's not my fault They turning soft It's sorta like the NFL I'm not saying that it's easy And sh** I want it all you can say that I am greedy You throw a couple rhymes nah you will never be me Since when you start trappin' cause you really sounding silly b**h I'm flyer than the Phillies If you rappin than they leavin I'm just warming up I'm steaming Ask the labels what's the dealy On the roll like f**ing Heely's If you feel me than you feel me If you don't than f** your feelings Cause I'm tryna make a k**ing b**h [Hook] Now this is for them people tryna make it Who done got a couple people on they a**es tryna take it I'm just saying I'm the best Ain't no need to be persuasive If you got a middle finger Hold it up now for them haters awwww b**h I'm on And they tell me that I'm on If a motherf**er hating than you know I look him off b**h I'm on b**h I'm on And they tell me that I'm on If a motherf**er hating than you know I look him off [Verse 2] Face the percentage sh** I don't really sweat it Cause if you do not try how the hell you suppose to get it I'm giving it a shot Yeah I got that sh** embedded Can't you see I'm working harder While you out there and in bed with All these females that be trippin Who be claiming that they different And more worried bout their image Than their own f**ing tuition Is there something I'm missin Apologies to all those women But thank you for your existence You help me stick to the business ahhh But I'll worry bout y'all later Right now I'm too busy getting fingers on that paper And I'm about my bread that I should of been a baker I'm just cooking up the tape Time to add a lil flavor Yes Throw it in the pan Bam I'm emeril Laga**e Don't care what they say about me Cause I kick it like karate Got my day 1 team behind me And that's really all I need Taking sips after sips Cause this sh** my cup of tea [Hook] [Verse 3] Raising the bar I do this on my singular Learning it is better to be co*ky Than being insecure Got sick of sitting down Said I wanted to contribute more All in now here's my signature On top like the commissioner I do this sh** for real This is not extra-curricular The city on my back And like the tundra I'ma pick it up I'm feeling like the home team You feeling like the visitor Hoe this is my life And you know that I'ma live it up Live it up Boy it's time that you give it up Pack your bags and zip it up I take your sh** I rip it up Oh that's your girl I split y'all up Just make sure I don't get caught up And yes we talk for hours and not once did she bring you up Wow And I ain't even made it Imagine if I was famous Seb told me remain patient I can't I'm getting anxious I want it I'm taking chances I'm cautious but I'm demanding I'm trippin but I'm still standing ahhh [Hook]