You can throw dirt on my name, but that's not a fact
Some people hate me because my skin is black
Say that you real, I don't know about that
I hear people talkin' but I don't react
I'm too focused on making these tracks
Put in the work, so it don't sound whack
Whip in the stu, like the kitchen, it's crack
F*ck it, I'll put the city on my back
Niggas will talk, but they don't want smoke
When they come around you it's a joke
You ain't a real nigga, you a bloke
Worried bout the next nigga, that's how you stay broke
When I load up the beat, I gotta attack
I'm recording on Windows, not a Mac
The other day in traffic a nigga let off shots and I didn't react
Damn
Was with my lady though
Shit was crazy yo
I work hard on this lazy flow
I get tried like a baby bro
But that's okay 'cause I ain't though
But I know I still got shit to learn
Just as much gas as I got to burn
How much I got is not your concern
Just like all the cash I got to earn
Pull up to the scene wearing green and pink
Confident in myself, despite what you think
I react to few, but you on the brink
You need to go run your face under a sink
And cool down
Don't frown
All you gotta do is keep your composure
But it's hard not to react when you ain't got closure
Fo sho bruh
You can throw dirt on my name, but that's not a fact
Some people hate me because my skin is black
Say that you real, I don't know about that
I hear people talkin' but I don't react
I'm too focused on making these tracks
Put in the work, so it don't sound whack
Whip in the stu, like the kitchen, it's crack
F*ck it, I'll put the city on my back
City on my back so I got the custom jersey
I told y'all I was cold like McFlurry
I'm the best rapper, don't think that you heard me
With this forever, no I'm not deserting
Killin' these niggas, I know that they hurtin'
But I told you I ain't do it on purpose
You can throw dirt on my name, but that's not a fact
Some people hate me because my skin is black
Say that you real, I don't know about that
I hear people talkin' but I don't react
I'm too focused on making these tracks
Put in the work, so it don't sound whack
Whip in the stu, like the kitchen, it's crack
F*ck it, I'll put the city on my back