Only thing i'm really speaking is facts
You don't know what I do
If you try to go talk on my name you better relax
Yeah we sneaking forever remember the time when we had to hold on a bag
Damn, I gotta thank god for putting some weight i'm holding up all on my back
Give me a round of applause
So you better clap, clap, clap
Put Mississauga on the map
I gotta keep with a strap, strap, strap
Momma always told me to stand
Never gon' catch me lack, lack, lack again
I got a biddie on top again
I got a feel on top again
So fuck you and your friends too
I gotta slide, I gotta ride for all of my brothers who done it for me
I got the time, I been on the grind
I'm getting my bread like a bakery
Just know that I do this for me
Baby you know that I got the key to the streets
But I bring the stress, the pain, the fame, to take it away I just need you with me
I got a feeling that I need to go
I cover my heart cause I think imma blow
She ringing my phone, the hoes alone I swear to god I gotta cover some more
Imma get you to jump and then duck on the floor
Imma get down to fucking she want it some more
Imma get that bitch wet in the bed, she be saying "Jay I fuck with the flow"
I ain't never gon' hold you
I be smoking my shisha and fucking like Kodous
Gotta stick to my roads too
She be screaming my name like I think do I know you
You a piece of paper, I could just put a bag on your head and then fold you
But i'm feeling like time and time and time again I do what i'm supposed to
Only thing i'm really speaking is facts
You don't know what I do
If you try to go talk on my name you better relax
Yeah we sneaking forever remember the time when we had to hold on a bag
Damn, I gotta thank god for putting some weight i'm holding up all on my back
Give me a round of applause
So you better clap, clap, clap
Put Mississauga on the map
I gotta keep with a strap, strap, strap
Momma always told me to stand
Never gon' catch me lack, lack, lack again
I got a biddie on top again
I got a feel on top again
So fuck you and your friends too