Childish Gambino - I’m On It lyrics
Childish Gambino [Donald McKinley Glover Jr.] Edwards, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Childish Gambino - I’m On It lyrics]
Yeah this is usually where I would talk but
I don't talk
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it oh, oh, oh
Okay, one for the money, two for the money
I used to write jokes
Ain't this shit funny?
Models on me, yes these girls crazy
Gotta take advantage
That is what the fans made me
Shine on these niggas
How these niggas stay shady?
And if you don't see me
You are not star gazing play my cards right
I may never meet the dealer
And yes I'm in the building
Like a horror movie killer
I gotta stay sick
I'd be dead if I was iller
Is it weird going hard when
These niggas goin' pillow?
Yep, my life is great, I changed my stars
I re-arrange fate when I rap on bars
Cheezy in the building
Hope you niggas missed me
Chilling with these bitches
Got my nigga feeling tipsy
Haters mean mugging
Face is sour like my whiskey
I don't need a chaser
Tell that liquor come and get me
Who'd have thought this rapping make sense
No 50? And if you're doing great like I am
Say it with me
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it oh, oh, oh
Yeah, I used to be broke, no cash
And them niggas played games, Road Rash
Walking 'round NYU, looking for a dollar
Too proud to ask my friends
Or my struggling father
So I skate around the city for a couple hours
Dreaming up a day that I could
Say this world is ours
Now I got some, but I want it all
And I won't stop until Rihanna
Gives my ass a call
And I know that I'm addicted to this alcohol
Cause this shit hurts
Call it the uncle curse
But I'm living for the moment
Not the long haul and I refuse to slow down
Until it's last call
Erykah keeps telling me to grow a conscience
And treat women like money, no object
But these hoes are a much different story
Straight laced chicks don't do
Nothing for me
I'm in a weird place, I got a little money
But money won't buy you time
If all the time is running from me
There's so much I wanna do
Like write a script or write a book
Get an hour on HBO
And date a girl who likes to cook
And stop having all of these crushes
On all of my friends girlfriends
I think I'm jealous they got
Someone when the world ends
It looks nice, I gotta get me one of those
I haven't found Mrs right
But I'm on it though
Yeah, I'm on it though
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it oh, oh, oh
I don't talk
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it oh, oh, oh
Okay, one for the money, two for the money
I used to write jokes
Ain't this shit funny?
Models on me, yes these girls crazy
Gotta take advantage
That is what the fans made me
Shine on these niggas
How these niggas stay shady?
And if you don't see me
You are not star gazing play my cards right
I may never meet the dealer
And yes I'm in the building
Like a horror movie killer
I gotta stay sick
I'd be dead if I was iller
Is it weird going hard when
These niggas goin' pillow?
Yep, my life is great, I changed my stars
I re-arrange fate when I rap on bars
Cheezy in the building
Hope you niggas missed me
Chilling with these bitches
Got my nigga feeling tipsy
Haters mean mugging
Face is sour like my whiskey
I don't need a chaser
Tell that liquor come and get me
Who'd have thought this rapping make sense
No 50? And if you're doing great like I am
Say it with me
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it oh, oh, oh
Yeah, I used to be broke, no cash
And them niggas played games, Road Rash
Walking 'round NYU, looking for a dollar
Too proud to ask my friends
Or my struggling father
So I skate around the city for a couple hours
Dreaming up a day that I could
Say this world is ours
Now I got some, but I want it all
And I won't stop until Rihanna
Gives my ass a call
And I know that I'm addicted to this alcohol
Cause this shit hurts
Call it the uncle curse
But I'm living for the moment
Not the long haul and I refuse to slow down
Until it's last call
Erykah keeps telling me to grow a conscience
And treat women like money, no object
But these hoes are a much different story
Straight laced chicks don't do
Nothing for me
I'm in a weird place, I got a little money
But money won't buy you time
If all the time is running from me
There's so much I wanna do
Like write a script or write a book
Get an hour on HBO
And date a girl who likes to cook
And stop having all of these crushes
On all of my friends girlfriends
I think I'm jealous they got
Someone when the world ends
It looks nice, I gotta get me one of those
I haven't found Mrs right
But I'm on it though
Yeah, I'm on it though
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it
Yes, I'm on it, I'm so on it oh, oh, oh