So many losers keep tryna talk to me need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's talk You on your Training Day, you Ethan Hawke Rappers with your get quick scheme gimmicks of hating you should focus on your sixteenth minute We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen I'ma be around like a Springsteen ticket I'm just in success, yeah I rinse clean with it I put my best foot forward like a Nowitzki I got critics They ain't wastin' no But I wastin' no money, so I pay 'em no mind a lie, I be snappin' That's my fault, I'm to people spreadin' lies about me hatin' and judging For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of some Shit's been stressful, I need some pretty hoes with some mouth Put my in the South, 10K square feet Name your favorite rappers now, play "where's he?" Probably chasin' a hit, probably in LA Probably for likes, probably paying for plays owns a Corolla, but probably rents the Aventador Business manager furious, like "What the fuck did you that for?" y'all though, I'ma keep on winnin' I got angels all me, y'all can keep on sinnin' 'Cause ain't no way y'all are fuckin' up my light I spent two million just on taxes, something light
In hindsight, I was right all along, of a don songs, all those hooks were a fight to get on You see it way before it happens, yes yes be the greatest, I won't settle for next best Got girl in her birthday suit, that's best dressed Plus she likes girls too like DeGeneres First Emirates that's how I'm flyin' SUVs on the tarmac, that's how I'm Presidential treatment, ooh this so good White skin, they believe that I got friends in the hood I know the love songs and melodies y'all off Don't give a fuck your face tats, we know y'all soft People we know with tats got them for a reason You use for the gang culture aesthetic, you reachin' A lot of kids are poppin' xans and lean now A lot of rappers Instagram to teach how A lot of kids OD'ed that you don't 'bout they don't follow rappers, they just follow fiends now But I'm the bad guy for it out I in clutch with the truth, y'all are stallin' it out I only get in trouble when I say the Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you Do your research you try and speak on my name Rappers CZs and leasing the chains The classic, I amaze myself I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay Fuck the capes of society, I myself after all the millions bitch, I stayed myself I still take my mom with me, still right here New people think my buzz got here in a Fuck y'all, this ain't a Toy I eat Nigerian, save moimoi for me Yeah, lot of y'all I coulda hit But I'm the type to pass the pussy to home and cut a hit Never fuck a at her house, she got exes I just bought a crib, I got guns, I got Cameras at the Try if you to told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you" I'm an idol, treat me like Billy Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, treat me like Drizzy the studio with me Set up shop in the I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like ain't shit you can tell me, you can save that shit Fake before favors, I hate that shit turned down a 150, 000 I ain't 'bout it I get every week like allowance From my catalog Fuck these rec rappers tryna battle 'Bron in your lane, this is big business Move bitch, get back Chris Bridges I remember sellin' like six tickets Now I make the girls like Sid Vicious I coulda it different, coulda silenced all my truths Coulda buddied up with for the sake of looking cool But not in me to be fake, I can't do it I can see through it, man game is translucent They twist the for the headline drama Clicks create traffic, traffic creates The sheep believe it, they up on game yet Smooth ain't as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn) is currency, controversy is clout That's why my keep my name in their mouth Y'all are hopeless, is a decade of devotion It's hard to stop my movement I'm already in motion This ain't luck, this is by I had to work in the dark for my to shine A lot of people are dope, just quit too soon A lot of go broke, 'cause they got rich too soon (damn) My confidence my success is just a mirror for some It forces them to look around and see what they haven't That's a for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves Judging every move I make, distractin' yourselves You do this shit too if you wanted But you would rather sit around and bitch and make Oh well, yourself, be miserable I'm in a jet, that's the visual I saw this coming in my hoodie with the flannel I bet on myself, yeah I had to I feel like I'm god, half mammal Bitch I turned my life into the Travel I'm not home, I'm in With heated floors and the beds with the soft It's like clockwork watching losers poke their heads out Every time I big myself up, get stressed out I'm the best out, yeah I it Self-made millionaire, you what's up with the credits I'm the out, yeah I said it Self-made millionaire, you know up with the credits
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