Lyrics K.I.M. - MACH3TEJ

Back up on my high grind
Burning all the cushions (Kush in)
Did a lot of talkin
Not enough pushin'
Askin for the drop date
I'm fixing up this hot plate
The grill stay fuckin burning
But yall can keep the raw steak
Book my own sessions
I'm stacking by the hour
Move instead of talkin
My actions speak louder
Be my own connection don't need a fuckin router
Ghosting full time season episodes of power
Hating niggas watchin hatin' niggas jealous
Yall can keep the beef bro I just want the relish
Reppin for the tribe arbitrary on this side
I aint tripping tying knots when my flowers given die
I aint tripping tying knots when my flowers given die
I aint tripping tying knots when my flowers given

This money coming fast I can't even seem to count it up
I guess that you could say that they understood the assignment huh
Yea I be spitting and I aint talking saliva bruh
They say that I'm retarded like I inhabit the shorter bus
Aint no stopping the grind I really puts that work in
But never get it twisted I still be out here lurking
Ion give a fuck about the haters they aint saying nothing
They be smiling in my face and silent when they see me coming
I would say im the goat but im the better version
I caught my wave they aint never seen a nigga surfing
I stack my blue faces up just to replace the pain
If you aint doing the same I would say that's a shame
I'm sick with it, I need a dr somebody help
I'm in the kitchen whipping the pot with the pistol on the shelf
I want it all so ima hustle till its nothing left
In this life im just playing with the cards I was dealt