Yeah
Uh
Don't gotta catch a second wind, this shit like breathing to me
Salt and pepper beard, now a little season to me
I'm a veteran this war, shit is easy to me
Was opps, but they fans now
That's gettin even to me
Seen people try to kill they self to get reposted more
People that's dead to me asking who I'm ghosting for
I don't accept it, but they'll hear this, so they'll know I read it
Don't block 'em either, let'em see us while we go and get it
Numbers don't lie but, they don't always show perspective
I'm number one, but I shouldn't even be close to second
We both can fail, but our failure is not the same
When you miss a can in the trash, and I miss a shot in a game
My pressure high
But I'm a black man, it's in my blood
Most I'll get is a hug, I handle stress with a shrug
Swiping Tinder looking for bitches that would never get me
Still I end up next to matching couples like Mississippi
Oh
Look at all the results
Somebody set it in motion ain't no calling it off
'Member I couldn't foot the bill it was dog, can we talk
To 700 for the Off's, oh, that's all that they cost?
They gotta show me some respect, I worked hard to be boss
But Nipsey proved that ain't no love when they caught 'em off guard
So hit this planet and get everything you owed baby
Make sure your numbers are results, and not your goals baby
There's nothing wrong with being wrong, you just own up to it
Then take responsibility and see who fucks with it
That's who you keep in your corner
That's who you speak to when drama looming
Yes, men'll get your ass left in that trauma unit
Uh, pardon that's sections for my daughter
In every record I make sure I leave some lessons for her
A little equity I'm taking all my steps in order
So I don't care if all my records aren't the best performers
And fuck a single 'bout throwing singles at bitches twerking
My last album paid off some debt, so this shit is working
They be like Don Michael the best, yeah, I appreciate it
But in my mind I'm thinking 'bout these rappers getting murdered
And ooh, I think how I left the industry
Was worried if all of these niggas would remember me
Then I got back into the game without no co-signs
I changed my name and hit the game with a new energy
I'm getting older man, I ain't supposed to be here
Look at these charts, I'm like I ain't supposed to be here
Writing for rappers that's like half my fucking age now
Getting so comfortable with it, I'll probably sleep here
Dare you to find a young boy from the hood, I ain't give game to
Swear that I made everybody better when I came through
Don't be mad at me, if I'm the one that bring the flame through
Blaming everybody else, but you don't ever blame you
I got comfortable inside my skin, won't let them change me
I got too much fucking pride, you know that ain't me
I'ma change this world before it's all over
Hit me in between the eyes when you aiming
Where my real at? Niggas throw your hands up
Where my real at? Bitches throw your hands up
Where my real at? Niggas throw your hands up
Where my real at? Bitches throw your hands up
Where my real at? Niggas throw your hands up
Where my real at? Bitches throw your hands up
Where my real at? Niggas throw your hands up
Where my real at? Bitches throw your hands up
Where my real at? Niggas throw your hands up
Where my real at? Bitches throw your hands up
Where my real at? Niggas throw your hands up