Nyck @ Knight - Off The Wall [MV]

Everything I spit direct so y'all really feel it

Finally got up off the wall, it's time to really kill it

Always keep your shit in check, you never know the time

That you finally pay the debt, that you owe your life

So until my last breath, I'll be on my shit

Do my best to make these dreams finally exist

But if I don't become the man I said I'm gonna be

Remember me for who I was, and not for who I couldn't be

Off the wall, going in

I'm destined to blow boy, we gon' win

Off the wall, going in

I'm destined to blow boy, we gon' win

Off the wall, going in

I'm destined to blow boy, we gon' win

Off the wall, going in

I said I'm off the wall, I feel the flow within

I'm on my God of War, Kratos how I'm going in

Rock the cradle y'all been sleepin' on the kid

Rip the bib from 'round my neck and wrap a chain around it

It's Nyck Caution, spell it with a "Y" when you write it

Small white kid with the bars, he's a Titan

All right, I'll be up all night

This ain't nothin' new to me, this is what I call life

Off the wall, took my first step, wasn't very scared

And if I can make it here I can make it anywhere

It's my year every year, I don't make no resolutions

I just seek revenge, everyday is my retribution

I be on the record ruthless, when it rains it pours

I'm tryna weather through it, hurricane and storms

Hope my umbrella soothes it, either way I gotta grind it out

Livin' through the lows, time we started climbin' out

Off the wall, going in

I'm destined to blow boy, we gon' win

Off the wall, going in

I'm destined to blow boy, we gon' win

Off the wall, going in

I'm destined to blow boy, we gon' win

Off the wall, going in

Off the wall, off the shizz

Paranoia ain't my only problem kid

Sell it to a mother in her stomach is a kid learning

That where I'm from that's just some regular shit

So, 'til then it's get it how you live

God forbid can't bring home the bacon 'cause I die from one of these pigs

Life's a gamble, take a risk

I'm callin' shots that don't miss, ya bitch we ballin'

Just to get the point across that we can't be stallin', money callin'

Livin' conditions revoking my primal instincts

Gotta get it even if somethin' ends up missin'

Prayin' to the Lord circumstances that a nigga given like

Way easy to sell drugs, fuck hoes forget love

Sip mud 'til I'm bed tucked, quit fightin' get your bands up

Keep Glock on extendo, no games it's Nintendo

You earn stripes 'til the bands show

Like a old head, I been grown

Off the wall, my energy through the roof

A nigga got a lotta things I need to prove

Turn up the gain, I got nothin' to lose

I keep too much to my self, I let it out in the booth

Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like

I had to get myself, get myself, get myself, get myself

On it

Let's get it started nigga