Back at it, running the summertime
Hit after hit like a drummer going double time
Feet to the fire, I'm rising to the grind
And I gotta cop a spot at the front of the line
I'm that go-hard wild card, one of a kind
So check check my namesake I won't resign
But the top seems higher, the farther I climb
As I foster these rhymes and I fought father time
Now I'm big dipping cause the stars have aligned
Big Rig call me optimus prime
It took too long for your ocular lines
To adjust quite as high as I do reside
Years at it, and I never asked for nothing when it mattered
Couch surfing on the wake of disaster
This rapper overcame odds like even numbers
On the brink of a breakthrough makin something outta nothing and you know
"Hold up wait up, You'll never make it"
Thats what they said now I'm all over your playlist
On shuffle on pause on repeat
Put your ear to the street and you'll see the crowd favorite
But I know, respect flows slow
And you get overlooked if the checks don't show
Amen to the day when my bank roll grows
Like my ovens on high, all eyes on my dough
Well worth the wait putting seconds on the plate
Letting nothing in my way to control my fate
I regenerate, creating a clean slate
And never disintegrate when they try to deflate
So you can get behind me if you can't keep the pace
It's a marathon son, not a foot race
And ima stay up in it until I finish in first place
You already know it's game over, check mate