My process I basically get up Very early I don't like sleep I try to get sleep outta the way, like When I'm, when I'm working If I feel like I'm starting to get tired, I get mad I genuinely get upset, like Fuck I just wanna keep working Don't act surprised when I rock like a riot Top what I'm sighting Truth is all that I'm writing What I got to do to prove I'm who I sound like You ain't shit boy. Go and get your bars right I'm on the way like the truth Blowing up like the news Imma rep who I choose Blessed to be on my team now get acquainted with me I'm on this shit like twelve hours a day Quit my job I threw that life away Right now I recognize I'm paying my dues Lotta competition, but I don't see how imma lose I been rapping for like two years only But I can smell the action Already top five hundred in skill, I'm only missing traction You relaxing on your last track; I'm seven projects in I write a verse in five minutes, I go in No need to live life I already been Not distracted by no drugs or bitches Already got my fix and my Mrs I don't need the cash I got savings in fact To keep my soul intact. I ain't never playing for no crap label Sign no wack shit, imma do it solo if I'm able