Revoh Wattz - Be Ready Lyrics

Ay, I feel like, I feel like
I feel like we need like a hi-hat or something
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like, I feel like

Every damn day is a construct, so I'm making little thoughts out of mind f*cks
I make a little noise, get them all in a vibe
Now I'm polished and fly, got me shine up, wind up
Break it down and let me make a state, blazing trails before I felt the pain
Now I feel myself I'm on the track, told myself this is the only way
Cause how else we all gon' eat? How else we all be fine
How else we all get a house with a bed for the fam
It's a jam, I'm a man with a plan, but it's time to due time
And I'm overdue for some things that I'm supposed to do, but what's new
Can't hold that over you, you gotta understand
It's a matter of manners, I'm showing my colors, uncouth
Walking down the street, winking at the babes
Stop to take it in, lounging under shade
Laughing when I can, smile on my face
Ain't no rushing this, off and on delay
Every part of me made the journey and went the distance so I brag about it
Lost some friends and I ain't mad about it
Now I'm in the trends, I couldn't have without it

Sprouted and ready to rumble
You know that I trip, but I'm done with the stumble
I might have a gloat but I'm trying to be humble
It's weird in the game, at least I don't mumble
I'm keeping the lead while I got it, it's godly man
Hardly a hobby, It's obvi I bust it off
It's lit as a bitch, my vicinity's flowing acidity
Sick of me, cut it off

All I can is just do the most, and by the looks of that it's in progress
I'm miles ahead of not losing my head while these f*ckers are getting obnoxious
Can't push a pencil, push an envelope, and keep thinking outside of these boxes
I feel born again like I'm Twitter X, and I charted out my whole conquest, gotta
Make, make, make, make, make time
Laying down a baseline
That's why they stay company
Only coming in for the face time, but there's more to that
So I never let them corner back, yah there's always a catch
You know what's next, it's been old hat
I'm bringing the gas, and I'm throwing a match
I set off a spark, stock up the fridge
Pop on the shades, yah you know what it is
I'm doing alright, check out the rizz
Fix up my hair now it's time to get busy
Like glizzy, you gobble these words like you starving
I'm having adventures inside of apartments
Like who would've guessed
Begging my pardon now run it all back
Yah that's why I record it, forward it
With my best foot, play it up, let it jam
They want what I got, they want a jacket like Letterman
Make sure every day that when I wake up I'm the better man
I better be, my pedigree's heavenly, quest to get it man

Slide to the quiet side, I'm quite content it's kinda nice
I'm big on quality, you can't confirm just by the price
I got my vices, but no question, left to my devices
Set em up the bomb, I'm seeing dollars through those dynamites, bang
I might be on my way, like you might see the sun at noon
That's some good odds, I ain't at odds with what I'm trying to do
Might be a looney tune, flying low I keep it steady
So if they call on me, just know that I'll be ready

I'll be ready, I'll be ready, I-I-I-I'll be ready
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like I'll be ready