JZAC, K.A.A.N., Jarren Benton - On The Map lyrics

Fuck are you gonna do?
What, wait around and watch it happen?
Yup, you know that pretty well
Good luck with that good luck
Who the fuck are you?

Ain’t shit here to turn a blind eye to
They ain’t see the vision with
A sky line view still go up in a no fly zone
Please let a motherfucker fly right through
You got me, I got you
Got me a chick with a high IQ
Came to the spot like 15 deep
Looking like a mob don’t mind my crew
I’m in a rush but ain’t rushing perfection
I got some Polish and Russian connections
Wait on my shit just
Like something’s refreshing
‘Cause they know the music
Is something refreshing
I talk to the crowd likе I’m up for election


Up and I’m hungry I come for rеdemption
Need me revenge has become an obsession
I know the lows always come with a blessing

We know where you at
Told you it’s too late no going back
I put my people on the map
Aye don’t make me run this motherfucker back
(back, back, back)

They got it fucked up I made the correction
Controlling my destiny know where I’m headed
I want the bread, all the cheddar
The lettuce don’t need recognition let you
Keep the credit's
The paper or debit my only incentive renting
I talk to myself when I
Write all these records

Me, Zac
And Benton like three fucking villains
We robbing the building and
Cracking the ceiling
Rap ‘til I blow up and make me a million
But either way I gotta stay independent
I met with the labels i sat at their tables
They talk about social engagement and fables
But they couldn’t do what I do
They’re not able they love to tell you they
Could make you a breakthrough

We know where you at
Told you it’s too late no going back
I put my people on the map
Aye don’t make me run this motherfucker back
(back, back, back)

I put that bitch on the map
JZAC go tell ‘em relax
They should collab with 'cause
Your shit all cap
You know we don’t cut 'em no slack
This shit fresh off the stove
I just whipped up a batch
Sit back let me give you some facts
We don’t kick down the door
We just lift up the latch i lift up the ax
Oh let’s be exact
In the literal sense you can
Get you shit hacked
Ego, money, pussy fuck up the team
Perhaps that’s how shit go collapse
Scope on the strap black Boba Fett
You niggas ain’t stepping you go to the apps
You talking all of that shit on an iPhone but
Never pull up and you know that’s a fact
I am not human
Higher than the fires and beasts
I’m sick, bitch I’m a disease
Your label is fucking you over in
The ass with no lube
At least let him find him some grease
I’m sipping wine out in Greece with
A dime on a beach
Only two bars to go, okay ima be brief
What’s beef?
It’s when you got too much to lose and
Cannot coexist 'til they find 'em deceased

Ain’t no dream gon' hide away
I wake up right like right away
I need to get me a beach house pronto
The check ‘bouta hit like tidal wave
Can’t just sit here idle aye
Gotta stay moving it’s vital aye
Been doing this for the last ten years
When did y'all get so entitled aye
I ain’t gon’ say you a trend but it
Ain’t gon' last if you follow a gimmick
I think it’s time for a pivot
Nah they ain’t be trying to hear it
You ain’t on private you’re flying on Spirit
I tell the truth I don’t lie on my spirit
2020 when shit I'm a savage
Got hit's in my stash
And they dying to hear it

We know where you at
Told you it’s too late no going back
I put my people on the map
Aye don’t make me run this motherfucker back
(back, back, back)