I wake up in the morning put some sticky in the bong so I can fly away
These hazy eyes stay focused on finding progression every day
It's constant elevation I'm after
That money shit can wait
Cuz all I had was a dream and niggas still found a way to hate
It's crazy how these niggas can act when they see you on a mission
Watching every move you make when they ain't even competition
Listen to these words I write
And spit with perfect composition
Cooking in the kitchen
I could feed a family with these written's
My intuition told me to kill this beat
I'm heavy hittin'
Splitting wigs and shit
Niggas listening seeing with triple vision
Said it's the kaiju on the track again
Back in action I'm going dumb
Been gaining traction rapping I'm stacking up while you grasping crumbs
These niggas funny
Acting like they a factor in shit I've done
When I could track shit back and show plenty tracks you could never touch
I'm royalty,
So show me respect
Connect with loyalty
Niggas claim they made me
But never collected royalties
The magazine coverage and playlists, they might've spoiled me
But imma stay the goat
Niggas hate they came up from knowing me
And anybody asking what happened to so and so and me
Should prolly hit the books
Cuz you showing that you unknown to me
I'm god to you
So Stay feeling perfect with all them flaws in you
And Keep calling niggas out cuz we know nobody calling you