SlimJayy - Checklist lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yah—sh**... I don't got time for that I don't got—I don't got time for you, nah I don't got time—sh** I don't got, I don't got time—sh** I don't got time—sh** [Hook] I don't got time to be I don't got time to be What you really want from me? (Yeah) What you really want from me? I got a whole world to see I got a couple mil coming And some girls to meet What you really want from me? (sh**) What you really want from me? [Verse 1] I don't got a lot of time on the clock Gotta climb to the top Broke kid, turn a dime into Guap Lately, everybody lying a lot Proof in the way, whack people rhyming a lot Tried to be hot, 'til I grew up Then blew up, now who's up? b**h can't fly with me—nah I am the chef, can't fry with me—nah I'm the only one left, get right with me now Bang, bang—when I drop flows Only God knows my rhyme book is your gospel Why you being so hostile? Ain't you all up on my Instagram Acting like apostles?—I thought so— Bring the beef, I got food for thought, ho You could never see every move I drop so You better believe, that I rule the top bro And if I'm in your dreams, better snooze that clock more [Hook] I don't got time to be I don't got time to be What you really want for me? What you really want for me? I got a whole world to see I got a couple mil coming And some girls to meet (So) What you really want from me? (sh**) What you really want from me? (Huh?) I don't got time to be I don't got time to be What you really want from me? (Yeah) What you really want from me? I got a whole world to see I got a couple mil coming And some girls to meet— [Verse 2] So I ain't got time to be with it Rome bout the blow and you know Ain't no sky be the limit, I am the realest I'm am the menace k**ing the dentist With full intention of letting you n***as know the message Shawty been a fan since the man dropped Fresh Mint n***as want the hands since the man dropped Fresh Mint Now the rest is interested Wanna see what the man got next on his checklist He got heart playing Kevin, now his chest big Finna chill watching himself on Netflix How that feel? How that feel boy? You used to starve up in cla** Now they handing you the meal boy I think they seeing that you real boy And if not—they probably too busy up in they feels boy I'm right at your heels boy, you gon' get jacked If you keep on coming around these hills boy Goddamn Rome—chill boy! Everybody happy, 'til they realize I'm the k**joy [Hook] I don't got time to be I don't got time to be What you really want for me? (Yeah) What you really want for me? I got a whole world to see I got a couple mil coming And some girls to meet (So) What you really want from me? (sh**) What you really want from me?