So many sore losers keep tryna to me Y'all need to focus on winning, stop on me
Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's arena You still on your Training Day, you Hawke Rappers with your get quick scheme gimmicks of hating you should focus on your sixteenth minute We are not side by side, no split-screen image I'ma be around forever a Springsteen ticket I'm just in success, yeah I rinse clean with it I put my best foot like a Nowitzki pivot I got blitzkrieg ain't wastin' no time But I ain't no money, so I pay 'em no mind a lie, I be snappin' That's my fault, I'm to people spreadin' lies about me Just hatin' and For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of clout Shit's been stressful, I just need some hoes with some mouth Put my in the South, 10K square feet Name your favorite rappers now, play "where's he?" Probably a hit, probably lost in LA paying for likes, probably paying for plays Probably owns a Corolla, but rents the Aventador Business manager furious, "What the fuck did you spend that for?" Fuck y'all though, I'ma keep on I got angels all around me, y'all can on sinnin' ain't no way y'all are fuckin' up my light light I spent two million just on taxes, something light
In hindsight, I was right all along, of a don Writin' songs, all those hooks a fight to get on You see it way before it happens, yes yes I'ma be the greatest, I won't for next best Got girl in her birthday suit, that's best dressed Plus she likes girls too Ellen DeGeneres First class Emirates how I'm flyin' SUVs on the tarmac, how I'm arrivin' Presidential treatment, ooh this life so White skin, they can't believe that I got friends in the I know the love songs and melodies throw off Don't a fuck about your face tats, we know y'all soft People we know with face got them for a reason You use for the gang culture aesthetic, you reachin' A lot of kids are xans and sippin' lean now A lot of using Instagram to teach how A lot of kids that you don't read 'bout 'Cause they don't follow rappers, they just fiends now But I'm the bad guy for it out I come in clutch with the truth, y'all are it out I get in trouble when I say the truth means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you fools Do your research before you try and on my name wearing CZs and leasing the chains The beats classic, I myself I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay the capes of society, I saved myself Even after all the millions bitch, I stayed I still my mom with me, Bugus still right here New people my buzz got here in a lightyear Fuck y'all, this a Toy Story I eat Nigerian, some moimoi for me Yeah, lot of girls I coulda hit But I'm the type to pass the pussy to home and cut a hit Never fuck a chick at her house, she got I just a crib, I got guns, I got exits Cameras at the Try if you to told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you" I'm an idol, people treat me Billy Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, treat me like Drizzy Take the with me Set up in the telly I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then flop like Belly There ain't you can tell me, you can save that shit Fake convos before favors, I that shit Yesterday down a 150, 000 I ain't trippin' it I get that every like allowance my independent catalog Fuck these rec league rappers tryna battle Stay in your lane, this is big Move bitch, get like Chris Bridges I remember only sellin' like six Now I make the girls like Sid Vicious I played it different, coulda silenced all my truths Coulda buddied up with rappers for the sake of cool But it's not in me to be fake, I do it I can see through it, man this game is twist the truth for the headline drama Clicks create traffic, traffic creates The sheep believe it, ain't up on game yet Smooth rides ain't as fun to watch as (damn) is currency, controversy is clout That's why my haters keep my name in mouth are hopeless, this is a decade of devotion It's hard to stop my when I'm already in motion ain't luck, this is by design I had to work in the dark for my to shine A lot of people are dope, they just quit too A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause got rich too soon (damn) My plus my success is just a mirror for some It forces them to look around and see what they done That's a line for any hater, are mad at yourselves Judging every move I make, y'all distractin' You could do this shit too if you But you rather sit around and bitch and make comments Oh well, suit yourself, be I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, the visual I saw this coming in my hoodie with the flannel I bet on myself, yeah I had to I feel like I'm half god, mammal Bitch I turned my life the Travel Channel I'm not home, I'm in With floors and the beds with the soft foam It's like clockwork sore losers poke their heads out time I big myself up, they get stressed out I'm the best out, I said it Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the I'm the best out, I said it Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the
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