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I've been on my grind, damn, 5 people noticed me
People say I'm crazy, or bipolar? Guess that's so to speak
I make hits after hits, but I blew up on some poetry
That's low to me
Fake love is what they showin' me
Hollywood steppin' , drip in club like the rain
Got free VIP, bouncer checkin' the chain
Tried to double check me, bro heard of my name
Damn, I got the fame
I got the fame
So I stepped up with Gabe, Chris, Jerry, and Randy
Nico and Felando, gettin' hit on by Candy
She need a place to sit? My jeans are the landing
Got a thousand dollar fit on, I am outstanding
Like, bro
I'm pipin' a hoe, while I'm snappin' up another
Told her "Gotta go!"
Say so, switch flows
I didn't open up to anybody but my bros
I sacrificed my sanity, and everyone abandoned me
It's hard to think I'm planning things correctly when I'm panicking
Insanity is a word, got precision
These people, they don't see my vision
But, I swear on the highest that I told you I'ma get it
You don't believe in me, you just never, ever said it
Net worth goin' up, all the interviews will net it
This should bother me, but I never, ever let it
Got my boys, they my family ties
They from the outside, but I'm letting inside
I had me a girl, didn't want me a bride
Give me one dollar, and I'm spending like 5
Give me 5 years, Lamborghini the ride
No financial guarantees, but, I swear I'ma try
Like, damn!
I know I'm the man!
Half a million streams; like 27 bands
Take a stand, 5 figure fans
Call me Gavin Newsom, I be rulin' the land
But, one thing that I'll never be is a sellout
Try to touch a piece of me? My gang's bringin' hell out
This years full of W's, I'ma never take an L now
Throw them down the well now
I swear I'm doin' well now
Got a little fame, and my phone's always ringin'
Got a little money, and my neck's always blingin'
Got a little attitude, my word's kinda stingin'
I used to be a singer, now I'm never, ever singin'
I'm always on the gas, I'm never hittin' the brake
I gotta make it one day, so much is at stake
I'm a chef in the booth, these beats? I'ma bake
Or grillin' up steaks, I never fail to amaze
I had a girl, planned to give her the world
But she was jumpin' to conclusions, like she leapin' a hurdle
I was the bad kid in school, got a couple referrals
Now my life is like a rabbit, while your life's like a turtle
I always try to make my songs you hear happy
Some days I wake up and feel nothin' but crappy
Some days I wake up and I wanna quit rappin'
Rest In Peace to my Dad, he's the reason that I'm rappin' , damn