Rap, I gotta rap, rap, rap, rap Man, Akari blessed me bro I know I could have been a doctor but I'm rapping instead My life is actually a movie not just acting for cred Tryna build on what I have not what I'm lacking instead Then go back to what I'm lacking when I'm passing ahead I'm from Tampa I get Bucs I whip a big truck And I got fresh cut under the nappiest dreads People really think they know me we just casually met Yeah they love me cuz I'm saying just what had to be said If you insist on having beef then I could I have it prepared Cuz when I hop up on the beat I leave it tragically dead I'm a gentleman in these streets but I be nasty in bed No she don't like to call me Chris she call me daddy instead I'm ashing my blunt Making it bump The back to the fromt They lacking respect I'm cashing a check I'm actually that kid The chosen one, the lost can always get found I'm the nappy headed cowboy the Yankee of the South No you ain't never been to Gyros you ain't been to my town No they won't never understand me so I'm sitting em down I'm student and a teacher but my lessons is free I always keep it really real that's why they pressing repeat Feel like that nigga Tom Brady I'm the best my league Feel like that nigga Tom Brady I'm the best in my league It's still fuck Tom Brady though Sometimes you gotta see the Ls to get the dubs Sometimes you gotta lose yourself to find yourself