You broke, I'm up
Checkered flag, like I just won
Overnight grind for that new stash
All up in the business of that /of the first class
Too late, I'm done
No apologies in the rising son
My profit, ain't a fuss
Work ethic leaving you in the dust
People always knew me as the guy who's talking shit
Now I'm in the studio ripping paper making hits
Stone island on the legs you cannot afford this
Wearing 20 dollars tees I still look fly as shit
Playing with the genre and I'm still killing it
Played round wicha girl got her at my fingertips
Sending her that text and get her switching lanes
And I don't even need to know what's her name
Take her for a ride and show her what she missing
I don't need no labels to be calling her my misses
Calling me up asking what time I'm going down
Leaving stains on my seats the damn signs are so profound
People from the past wanna probe and investigate
Little do they know that it's way too f*cking late
Should've done it when you had the chance to do so
Play a little catch up cause I ain't moving slow
I get so confused so please go elucidate
You turn your back on me when I swear like a tate
It's ok to be jealous when I'm shining on my stage
Top G, Infiniti, Empire State
Remember when I never wanted music again?
Someone called me tone deaf we used to be friends
Now I'm running with my dreams, ripping at the seams
He's still stuck in place and serving sixteens
You broke, I'm up
Checkered flag, like I just won
Overnight grind for that new stash
All up in the business of that /of the first class
Too late, I'm done
No apologies in the rising son
My profit, ain't a fuss
Work ethic leaving you in the dust
I'm going hard I'm going fast for what I was promised
I'm 22 I'm over you no one else is doing this
True story for the page you know I don't believe in fate
Hard work pays off you know my shit is here to stay
If you have a problem come and say it to my face
Don't be using socials to twist what I say
Don't you dare omit the little details of the story
Don't you dare omit the little Instagram story
Nothing y'all ever do will ever be affecting me
I'm taking all the hard hits 12 years and counting
Honeymoon ends I can't wait for you to break
A crying little bitch with a shoulder dislocate
Everything you ever say is half of what I'll ever do
It's time to manifest off my chest I got a list to do
Ride to the end and please understand
Time to keep up, and catch me if you can