Just Might Be

[Intro] Just might be Just might be, just might be Just might be Pilot Talk 3 Nigga [Verse 1] Niggas thought I was sleep Cause of how far I laid back my seat But I could see through rain, snow, and sleet The sunshine, it's son time Music industry lunchline I been standing in that mufucka for a long time tryna eat Full tray, extra jello, vintage mistress French vanilla, Ferrari Maranello [Hook] This just might be This just might be This just might be Pilot Talk 3 [Verse 2] Low mileage, high driving Know they waiting for a drug lord to hop out it Waiting for the moment we can stop browsing, start clowning Cop it all, tear the walls out it Fucking shawty got it Correct amount of dollars I be all about it Professional cheffer, audio narcotics Guarantee the quality of all my products Astrology, see all the stars around us [Hook] [Verse 3] Back over the stove cause they want some mo' Sleeping outside for it like they waiting on Jordans I can't afford to not record Bring it on tour, perform that shit through a cordless Landscapers on my property well paid Pulling off the compound in droptop Porsches Remembering haircuts on front porches Telling my older homies that the whole world was waiting on me [Hook]