Let me talk my s***
Let me talk my s***
Then again what else I do
Making hits and make revenue
The rappy rappers feeling threatened too
I make this s*** from mom's basement stu'
Broke as f*** at 22
Giving up everything for a thought
That's some s*** you wouldn't do
And I ain't saying I'm comfortable
That's a word I wouldn't use
'Cause that's the path to the rock bottom
You can ask me, but I ain't coming through
I might "hmm" like Cudi do
But it's a no for me and if we run into
A problem, please no sullen mood
My ego here and he doesn't lose
My streams these days hefty
Thank God 'cause he blessed me
Hold up let's not forget Presi
I was 16 and had spreadsheets
Pitching playlists and got plenty
Worked my day shift for some pennies
I was making way for my entry
I was starting waves that would set me off
Y'all don't really impress me, nah
Sounded like I expected, I
Wish you were paid for the work you do
Mine's a fake Nike, 'cause the check be off
You don't get me nah?
A burbs kid, wanna stretch these arms
To reach the world, it's a messy job
I've had some people send me songs
I lie and say they got the message wrong
But of course this s*** a diss
It's f*** everyone who ain't believe
A good sport, f*** all that s***
If you had the chance and you up and ran
Then no remorse up in this b****
'Cause I put in 7 years and let's make it clear
These doors ain't stopping s***
And I mean that too
Only got up here with my team, my crew
I know it takes a village, but I'll speak my truth
I'll wear anybody's cap 'til the dream comes true
So critique my moves
But ain't nobody done what I seek to do
My whole lifestyle really just compete and prove
Not in the starting 3, but I'm Pikachu, I mean
It's a lot to claim
The whole world's gonna know my name
The whole world's gonna know I came
To tell 'em all it's on y'all to change
Build the life you please
Don't trade your passion for the right degree
Won't trade in rapping, it's priceless, free
Game every time that I write 16s
That's the mission, that's the vision
Show up for myself, that's tradition
Past editions, bad decisions
Don't mean s*** if you lack revisions
It's a sad admission
But no one gonna help you out bad conditions
Put in the work and don't ask permission
I say what I want and you don't have to listen
But here you are
I'm grateful that you're tapped in
I hyped myself up to get here
And that's why I'm always bragging
And they said this ain't gon happen
But this album here gained traction
I write hooks that are knockouts
But this 2 minutes straight rapping