Wyler Adair - Floodgates lyrics

I can say for certain less is more
I went up to heaven to address the lord
Rest assured, I went in and he knew the score
Told my sins and he almost showed the door
He wanted to arrest me, for sure
But I said nah
Just give me a mic and press record
Open the floodgates, and ask for more
Know my time is coming
Just give the next four
Minutes, and I'll show you my worth
Doing it so long
It must be bad for my health
But that don't mean I'll quit
Still got a lot to stick brick by brick
Laying it down bit like Will Smith
Floodgates have opеned better bе ready
I'm on the mic seatbelts steady
200 miles per hour and I've broken the brake
Speed down the road
Feels like I'm gonna break, ay

This year I'm paying off by debts, ay
This year I'm getting my respects, ay
This year I'm making it my year
Fuck anyone else, I'll go and get 'em checked
Yeah this rap shit is dead to me
Eating it up like bread to me
Looks like red to me yeah
I'm Lucifer's cousin i made me a dozen
Got the whole world buzzin'
Got a lot more coming

Tell me God, what am I doing?
When every single day I'm making a shootin'
Everyone is always out here rooting
But still I find myself out there losing
Got a couple people who ain't good for me
Yeah got a couple demons abusing me
Yeah
Got a couple racks but they're useless to me
Yeah got a couple tracks to let loose on me
Yeah the floodgates have opened
And I'm feelin' ready i ain't slowing down
And I'm feelin' unsteady
I'm back on my grind
I'm not wasting any time
And whoever wanna diss
I catch all of your shots
I guarantee that you miss
You could never match me
You could never scratch me
You could never snatch me
I'm a fucking beast off the leash
Grounded let me free
Now I fuck you up like Muhammad Ali

Hold on, I found the beat i made the treat
It is quite sweet
You motherfuckers think that you can beat me
But to me this shit is elementary

I been putting in work and I wanna be paid
I see all these other
Rappers tryna throw shade
But I can write bars without any aid
You motherfuckers could never match my grade
Yeah
And that's the difference between me and them
I made friends with my pen
They made friends with the ghosts
Now their careers have gone to toast
Sleep is the cousin of death
And I have no plans to rest
I just wanna be the best
Know that in the booth, I never get stressed
And what you really know about
Rolling down in the deep
I got all my boys with me and
They got all that they need
Couple mil in the bank
And couple mil in the safe
I got my life planned out
And it's feeling fucking great yeah
But that's not it it's not 4 minutes
There's more

The NHS is underfunded
The police is underfunded
But what can you do when the
Government is fucking up the budget ay
All of that tax money
It really is quite funny
They think that they're doing the right thing
But really they're just fucking everything
And when I pay my tax
I wanna know where it goes
It better not go to Boris' hoes
But actually to buy the kids clothes
The floodgates are open
And that's how they're staying
I ain't closing them i'll keep them spraying
I'll keep them swaying from side to side
They'll take me on a ride till the next time