FWT (Fuckin’ With That) E-Dubble

[Intro]
53 bangers, 52 weeks
Mr. Never-keep-'em-hanging
Like Mr-Mr. Cooper
Spit hot fire like my name was King Koopa
'Cause I be on that tight next shit
7-foot white boy, never get arrested
People get invested
My stock's going up, all I needed was a credit

[Verse 1]
Yeah, get it while it's hot, make it pop, make 'em work for it
Do some shit that makes you feel you need to go to church more
You're like a workhorse all up in that work force
All I do is murder beats, and I'm tryna' merc more, yeah!
I'm sticking to the plan though (to the plan though)
What's life without a motherfucking gamble? (gamble)
Tightrope walk, walking in sandals (sandals)
When I look back, see what I done handled
All them hard times with my eyes to the ground
My chin never up, comprising the sound (never that!)
The tears gon' dry, but the scars stay around (stay around)
And I'm never gonna forget what I lost and I found
And I ain't gon' drown, I'm gon' live
Head above water, fuck treading, I kick
I'm so ready, no radio stiff
When you hear my shit, hope you hear my shit
I be fucking with that