[Intro]
Yeah, woo!
I'll do it the long way, yeah!
I ain't taking any shortcuts, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I started rappin' for a purpose, see, I'm thinkin' it's mine
I started rappin' for the fame to get some money online
"My career will never last much longer than Vine"
These auto thoughts, they just roll out like I'm Optimus Prime
Now on the climb and finally understanding this shit (okay!)
Its politics—overtime—and that's the point that I missed
Industry artists, I really hope you catching my drift
Your fake followers and views make you look like a bitch
Bunch a catfish, simply thirsty for likes
They tryna build a legacy and do it all in a night (I don't think so!)
Game's quick to make assumptions; if you black or you white
The fuck it matter, I'm just making real music they like (okay!)
Check it, when was it cool to start rappin' 'bout Xans?
You understand you got all these kids' lives in your hands?
And that's the message you choose to spread around with your brand?
Half these rappers out now, I honestly can't stand
Y'all don't make sense, guess you only want the dollars
That's the problem with the game, they all tryna be some ballers
Hardly care 'bout the fans, funny cause they put you on
In a split second they can make your ass dead and gone
I ain't saying much more, but that's the truth about it (ooh!)
Used to tell them I'm gon' blow and they would always doubt it (always doubt it)
Gmail looking over crowded
If you talking hit songs, I know a thing about it, yeah
[Chorus]
I'll do it the long way (I will!)
I'll do it the long way
I ain't taking any shortouts, yeah
Funny, 'cause that's what they all say
I'll do it the long way
I'll do it the long way
I ain't taking any shortouts, yeah
Funny, 'cause that's what they all say

[Verse 2]
Middle fingers' up, I'm just riding smooth in my lane
Laughing at the rappers tryna get on Pigeons & Planes
I'm the millions of views, no blogs mention my name
They irrelevant and lost to this YouTube game
They say I'm insane—but, trust me, homie—numbers don't lie
I've been real nice, waving as I'm passing them by
Yeah, you flexin' on the Gram
But, wait—those numbers ain't right
You might've fooled a couple of fans, but I'ma bring you to light
You're gettin' exposed (yeah) and there's not a thing you can do
I spread a real message, more than I can say about you
Call women "women," you call 'em "hoes" or "a bitch"
Drive a foreign car and got 30k on your wrist
Yeah, we know the story, thousand rappers did it before (Yo, what the fuck you sayin', dawg?)
You compensating cause you really not poppin' no more
If you making so much then why you not on Forbes?
I'm sick of every song mentioning a Maybach or Porsche
Testing my limits, none of these rappers are different (woo!)
Ironic how these labels scared to take a chance 'cause I'm different
Guess it's ready here, rappers spit real, not fiction
Behind the scenes, know that I can hit the marks that they missing (I can!)
Hope that you listen, I'ma call the game what it is
No one fucks with your vision 'til it benefits them
Always stay focused, writing with my pad and my pen (it's true!)
I'm here to take the game over, not to make new friends—oh, nah
[Chorus]
I'll do it the long way (I will!)
I'll do it the long way
I ain't taking any shortouts, yeah
Funny, 'cause that's what they all say
I'll do it the long way
I'll do it the long way, woo!
I ain't taking any shortouts, yeah
Funny, 'cause that's what they all say