[Verse 1]
Yeah gave y'all a second
To write all your verses
And 90% y'all sounding like trash
The album is done
And the hustle continues
I'm taking my crown in the victory lap
And remix the joint in a minute
But working on music
That's way after I pass
And now if y'all wanted me to leave me already
The message is grieving every time that you text
I ain't wanna flex 'bout shit
I don't got for the 'Gram
I feel like every cravin' attention
Don't mention my name
In the convo of artist
Proceed the whole family
See just flooding your mentions
You're either a moron, simply mistaken
Misguided defeating you false information
The same ones who hate it
Keep asking for photos
But I'ma keep smiling
Just give me my credit
I started with nothing
Just pain in my mental
A passion for music
Forever indebted
If I said, "Come in a battle"
All your arrogance won't say it twice
But you know that I meant it
But knocking down doors
You just steady wanna do barriers
So underrated but wait the album hit
I think it's funny, how we the same?
Might go pop, then it's go back to the graves
That I have been digging since blood on my hands
Shout-out to Reno were running the game
[Bridge]
Yeah what's popping'? (Poppin')
You sound anything Logic
Emine, Gerald, G-Easy
For real y'all fuckers really obnoxious