You got to hit rock bottom for life to sky rocket
Choose my path for life when I'm walking
My mind jogging away from my problems
Them fake guys gossip all day bout my losses
Iconic when i step on the stage
The mic monster boutta step out his cage
Set them ablaze, cause Tec about to let out the flame
They couldn't handle these bars so it left them insane
"Disappointed", that's the word from my mother
20th November that's the birth of my brother
Couldn't spread my wings like a bird in the gutter
Now I'm making that cha-ching from the verses I st-st-st-stutter
That's what happens when you trust the process
Fans see you up and they love your progress
Was a broke fucker with no money prospect
Now making more bank than the drugs you harvest
Feel emotions to the beats that I'm writing to
Riding on the drums like my feet's on a bicycle
Do your own thing man the streets ain't reliable
I can't do no paperwork, these sheets isn't sign able
That's what happens when you trust the process
Fans see you up and they love your progress
Was a broke fucker with no money prospect
Now making more bank than the drugs you harvest
Man November has been crazy to me
We broke up, I go up, that's the change that I've seen
And basically, I post up, get my fame and succeed
Cant believe I'm making greens just from chasing my dreams
That's what happens when you trust the process
Fans see you up and they love your progress
Was a broke fucker with no money prospect
Now making more bank than the drugs you harvest