I'm Tryna be apart of history and state these facts
But these people all wanna murder me they don't hold back
Got my pen and I got the energy to relay tracks
In the moment I swear to god I ain't gon hold nothing back
When I rap man in commin harder you can be on that
Competition be Tryna copy
I'm ok with that
I'm ahead of anybody put my place on the map
Got a city that's bout to blow up you can bet on that
Yea you can bet on that
Told my mama I'm gonna make it off of writing these raps
Cop the flow and a couple shows
Aw man they hating me now
Hold the mic up and I swear I can hear the words from the crowd
I tell em I'm gonna make it
Tell me I'm gonna make it
Boy I'm headin for greatness
My haters standin there shaking
Never fraid of nothin
All of this I'm creating
Made the beat and then I rap on it
All of this off the brain
We culture, we culture
Rap is the new rock n roll
These fake rappers can't handle me
Never wanna battle me
Find me at the cypher session
They all wanna hide from me
Boy it's such a sight to see
Out here and it's happening
Try and take the mic from me
And you gon catch a right from me
Left hook uppercut then jab
I'm a pretty mother f*cker
Put my foot in dat ass
I ain't playin smokin grass
Got a session at the crib
You can come and get a hit
Lemme show you how I live
You Tryna get the answers but they right in front of you
Never wanted any help and I can show you proof
Look at you
Signing to a label coming out the Lou
But you've never made it on your own
So who the f*ck is you
Lone wolf
Solo dolo homie no wolf pack
But I chill with Allan out in Vegas smokin a cool sack
Laid back
Chillin at a pool with my wave cap
Silly you
You thought that I was going back