I'm down from the west, can somebody tell me if this is a test?
I pulled up tricks from my sleave, I gotta give it my best
I'm still a underground artist, but I experienced a lot of shit from these f*cking comments
I make 4 songs per week, it's enough for the content
This just the start, let me get through the process
If it wasn't a crime, I would commit a car theft
I changed the pace & style, I completed a new quest
Boutta make some new thots, f*ckin' obsessed
And if they dont love, Ima give it my best
I've been geekin, i've been stressed out
I took another perc, I'm so messed up
And i bought me new clothes, I'm boutta dress up
And if it wasnt for me, I wouldn't be blessed enough
I loaded up a mixtape, this motherf*cker jus spassin out
I pressed on a button, everybody protesting now
I'm on these percs higher than I've ever been, I'm boutta crash in a building, It's just the money that I'm spilling
I stashed that bitch on top of the empire state, I glided down, so just fly away
I'm the O'l mighty so just pray today, I know that these motherf*ckers not delayed, Okay
I've been straightaway for the day, Okay, I've been working hard for these paychecks
I'm a demon on stage, and when I turn around they all get amazed, C the problem in their f*cking stupid face
I ride round with a empty clip, yeah that's bait, I drive a GLE 63, yeah it's outta your wage
Yeah, and when I pull up, I know they boutta rage
I bring all of my fans up on stage
Yeah, and they boutta perform, the very next day