Jersey Boy - On Notice (feat. MicahFoneCheck)

When it's all said and done
Do you really wanna look back and wonder if you did all you could
Mmhmm, yeah, yeah, ay
Notice, I put all you niggas on
Notice, I'm coming for everything I hope you
Know this, blame it on the grind
Runnin' out of time, money on my mind and I'm
Focused, I put all you niggas up on
Notice, so here's a fair warning
Don't you blow it, blame it on the grind
Runnin' out of time, money on my mind and I'm
Nigga get ya weight up, I be goin' hard all night damn I feel
Bad for my neighbors, but I gotta get this paper
Ain't nobody out workin' me, none of y'all worth as much currency
I move with precision like surgery, you want shit but ain't movin' with urgency
None of y'all winnin' if it's versus me, taking shots but no it ain't hurtin' me
I been patient so ya lil 15 minutes of fame no it don't worry me
Switched up on me guess we ain't built the same ain't a match for me even if our skills the same
Thought we was alike guess I can't complain, run you off the road you try to get in my lane
I ain't even taking it personal, it could always be worse ya know
I just wanna make sure you know, that a nigga's done with being merciful
I'm done with being humble, all you niggas in trouble
I guess this how it feel when you know God is the only one that's above you, ay
Notice, I put all you niggas on
Notice, I'm coming for everything I hope you
Know this, blame it on the grind
Runnin' out of time, money on my mind and I'm
Focused, I put all you niggas up on
Notice, so here's a fair warning
Don't you blow it, blame it on the grind
Runnin' out of time, money on my mind and I'm
Focused, I can see all y'all bullshit
I notice that out of y'all I'm the realest
This ain't a song bitch this is facts, get it my face you gettin' waxed
Think you can rap all I hear is trash think you Pac got it backwards boy that's cap
Uh, that's a bar, think you close nah boy you far
That's not the finish line that's the start, stop lettin' people gas up who you think you are
I'm coming for everything that belong to me, make it look like an armed robbery
I'm movin' with autonomy, you a clone I'm an anomaly
Honestly I hope you respond to me, your whole facade is a comedy
It's obvious I'm who you tryna be, what I look like arguing with a wannabe
Shootin' shots no hesitation, everything is Raw Creation
You can hold your congratulations, no days off even once I make it, ay
Let it breathe
Yeah, I like that
I'm so focused, locked and loaded
Flow so potent, and you know this, man
Notice, I put all you niggas on
Notice, I'm coming for everything I hope you
Know this, blame it on the grind
Runnin' out of time, money on my mind and I'm
Focused, I put all you niggas up on
Notice, so here's a fair warning
Don't you blow it, blame it on the grind
Runnin' out of time, money on my mind and I'm
Focused

Written by:
Jersey Boy, Micah Powell, Robert Collins Jr

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