When trouble comes knocking, I'll be ready, all right
With my fists up, ready to fight
But I don't wanna put my fists up every time
I don't wanna pull the heat like years ago
I don't wanna lose my head like here we go
Woah, woah, woah
Bad boy like Martin and Will
They say they hard?
Nah, Nebula's the hardest for real
Not a virgin but Virgin should give this artist a deal
No side dish, I won't sign for less than half of a mill'
I'm Saint Nick with the presents, Dominos with delivery
Never told a pair of lies, Everybody feelin' me
And you can tell when I step in the vicinity
My net worth is double you, That's why I'm on the winning team
Man, why you got a cap when you speak?
That's a touch childish like a Catholic priest
Fix up, look sharp when you're rapping with me
I'll keep spittin' long as Chawe playing crack in the beat
Dwayne Wade, how I stay with the heat
Shoot from the hip, I'm never facing defeat
I set the pace and repeat
I put beauty in my lyrics
So in other words, this Gaston tryna play with the beast
When trouble comes knocking, I'll be ready, alright
With my fists up, ready to fight
But I don't wanna put my fists up every time
I don't wanna pull the heat like years ago
I don't wanna lose my head like here we go
Woah Woah Woah
It's never about your setbacks, it's how you respond
No one who comes from the community that I have
Has ever left a legacy worth remembering by having it easy
All this pressure that I put on myself, it can't be healthy
They say that all this pressure makes diamonds, that's what they tell me
All my rapper friends been rapping like hell, we're looking wealthy
But they tell me I've been snapping myself like it's a selfie
Yeah, this world is really for the taking
The first verse that I've written in months, I got complacent
I was chasing everybody's admiration but mine
Caught up in all the trials and tribulations
Let's have it right though, ain't nobody catching up to me
And I got bars for any rapper think they f*ck with me
Everything I write is decadent and luxury
My pen is a katana, you're about as sharp as cutlery, nigga
I'm not concerned about the next time
I'm here and now, really trying to live my best life
I need some fresh ice, down payment on a F-type
I'm mean on the mic, heartless like Kevin's ex-wife
You don't know what I did to get here
All of the walls I had to climb
All of the trials and tribulations
All of the strength I had to find
And it ain't gonna be easy as long as the sun still shines
I'm gonna make this whole world mine
Yeah, I'm gonna make this whole world mine