It's almost like i'm (Miami) streets
I start a fire, Michael Myers
Then retire the beat
And the difference 'tween me and them
Is that i'm highly unique
You in the passenger seat
I know your problems is deep
Been losing touch with myself
Its like I'm outta control
Fuck the label, A&R's is trying to get me for low
All you rappers should be scared
When I get in my zone
Gave your hoe 20-11
You ain't touchin' my throne
A lotta niggas say they ball
But they ain't even hold the ball right
They try to end me by telling business on blog sites
"I'm a player" what the fuck do that mean?
You with the girl on Instagram
I'm with the girl of your dreams, nigga
And I ain't even pop yet
I'm making classics
My album ain't even dropped yet
This hate got me feelin' like the golden child
Rapper, settle down
My reign gon' take a while
Too late to settle for the 'hand me downs'
To told me grab more I hope you feel it now
Sittin' in that label room
Playing you the records
And when I left
Best believe I'm more hungry than ever
Respect your criticism
Now I'm growing with it
You told me I'm a star
So now it's time to fucking get it
I was in the studio, that shit would drive me crazy
Talkin' shit that you'll get Pac'd like Brenda had a baby
I rap like "What the fuck has he been drinking lately?"
Writing hits on the regular, probably why they pay me
Losin' love over petty shit, probably why she hate me
Now I'm on some other shit, my life on the daily
This shit is stressful, fuckin' up my vibe
Why they wanna piece of mine to have a peace of mind?
That shit confuses me still
It's personal with my music
I'm just keepin' it real
Uh
It's personal with my music
I'm just keepin' it real
And I'm fuckin' bein' honest
Your girl hittin' me still
I tend to flow a little deeper and I got more appeal
It's real
A legends on rise
Probably have the same value if I'm dead or alive
All the blood, sweat and tears
See the pain in my eyes
You lookin' at a livin' legend taking you on a ride
It's time