Woooh
Doo doo doo doo
Yeah
I found my patience
Then I found my greatness
Then I got payments
Thank God I'm not f-
Nah nah nah nah nah
Thank God
Check
They talking 'bout my music
Mama look I'm on the news
Oh my God, oh my God
They can't stop it what's the use?
Mama always told me treat the future like a fruit
If you don't know what a will is
When you die you like Bruce
I swear I wish I never did her bad, no excuse
I gotta free myself, I feel myself
It's like swoosh
My sh*t is in demand
Now I'm the man, I got the juice
Like they don't want no smoke
They don't want it like truce
The sound got the stank
Now I'm the bank, now I'm the roof yeah
I don't got a rank
I'm just dank, still got roots yeah
Pour one for my bros
That's the code, that's the scoop
Osei done put the brandy on the pudding
That's the proof, light it up
If I'm the greatest, write it up
I don't think I'm high enough
Astronaut, sky deluxe, yeah yeah
When we lock in with the mayor that's major
They tried to tie my man up
But we don't need no favors that's true
Oh they think they got to me
I move my feet, no catching me
Don't try that shit, don't like that shit
I feel like Keef, like I'm a Chief, yeah
I don't want no wage from no major, I'm major
I don't want no cage, I can't engage 'em
I feel like Donae'O that's fuego, I shoot
I gotta do my thing you know the game
It ain't no rules
Code switching through my city
Like I'm SO4P I'm in a suit
Said I only got one life to live
But they just wanna choose
Talking 'bout my music
Mama look I'm on the news
Oh my God, oh my God
They can't stop it what's the use?
Mama always told me treat the future like a fruit
If you don't know what a will is
When you die you like Bruce
I swear I wish I never did her bad, no excuse
I gotta free myself, I feel myself
It's like swoosh
My sh*t is in demand
Now I'm the man, I got the juice
Like they don't want no smoke
They don't want it like truce
Okay I got the juice like
O-J, it's no way
That I could do it like
They say, if I may
Know I made my mistakes
Tryna make a couple million on the way
B*tch I'm never going back
You know where it's at
Shout my n*gga DAP, gave 'em DAP
Told him it's a wrap and he told me facts
Super facts, you can keep them plaques
'Cause my spirit plat
N*ggas wack
Ain't no DVD, they just talking smack
I'mma snap
My gang gotta put that on my back
VA gotta put that on the map
Knocked down but I get up get right back
Super facts
Yeah
Look around when I'm down
And I don't know what to do
I just talked to God
He said "what you gotta prove?"
They talking 'bout my music
Mama look I'm on the news
She said they love me now
Will they love me when it's through?
They talking 'bout my music
Mama look I'm on the news
Oh my God, oh my God
They can't stop it what's the use?
Mama always told me treat the future like a fruit
If you don't know what a will is
When you die you like Bruce
I swear I wish I never did her bad, no excuse
I gotta free myself, I feel myself
It's like swoosh
My sh*t is in demand
Now I'm the man, I got the juice
Like they don't want no smoke
They don't want it like truce
I found my patience
Then I found my greatness
Then I got payments
Thank God I'm not famous yet
Yeah I'm blessed, yeah I'm west side
That's the best side
You a pest, I'm the pesticide
I'm next, no regrets
God put me in the set
Just gotta take a breath
Nah, you can't be the ref
I ain't a player, I'm a vet
Nah, nah, you incorrect, nah
I see blood to my left
We the best
Wait hold up man
Now every picture that I'm taking
Got the jay outta shot
That's just to keep 'em guessing
If I'm wavy or not
They thought I had a kid
Sh*t I'm a kid in a cot
I'm growing out my hair
That's just a twist in the plot
You see the evidence ma
Sh*t can't be rennovated
No time to reminisce ma
The kids done separated
My wings are no longer elevated
Donated, dedicated
But I still wear 'em on my back, I forgot
Like outta sight is outta mind
But I ain't crazy so I'm looking for ya
The love forever strong
Twofold, I'll dead 'em for ya
Infrared 'em for ya
Can't compare to me n*gga
Ain't nobody like me
Like I'm a rarity n*gga
I'll be loyal to the grave
Nobody making me n*gga
They told me runaway
I made 'em run away from me n*gga
Feel like we one and the same
I'll take the blame homie
And then you went and put the blame on me
Shame on you n*gga
Shame on me n*gga
I'm praying for ya n*gga
Quit preying on me n*gga
Thank God I'm not famous yet
Thank God I'm not famous yet