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Yeah yeah,
Satisfied has to you

Big

Oh, you got the studio

You feelin' good about yourself right now,
Satisfied it has to you (6ix)

up let me get up in it now
Bitch, I'm to win it now
L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm finna it now
If you know the words take a back and sing it now
Never thought I'd to, but I keep the windows tinted now
Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my
Last I said, it went viral, I don't fuck with nobody
And I don't with you, you, them, her and him too
'Cause none of y'all know a fucking thing what I been through
And all that superficial shit you love I'm not into
And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap I've been to
Like the pussy, don't me
I ain't no killer, but you know the
You think I caught the holy spirit how I'm blessed
no contest to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test
Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get to rest
And no "S" on my chest but I'm still gunnin'
half of these motherfuckers still runnin'
I've learned everything I've attained and they 'front him
God damn, I'm the motherfuckin' man
Used to you a hater, you a motherfuckin' stan
Ain't nobody himself a brand like me
I ain't signed a deal 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike
To recognize all these youngins wanna be like me
Cut the for 20 Million right now and we might see
Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin'
I get up, I get up

I get up, I'm down
Had enough, almost drowned, when shit
I get tough and when I'm to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, I'm down
Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough
I get tough and when I'm beaten to the
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up

address me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin'
I'm not defined by these clothes, and
It matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep
'Cause in the end we all six deep
Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on the 6ix
Flashbacks and havin' visions way back in
Every single one of my and me work
had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it
Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a about it
Ten years pick up a pen, write a hit about it
And then I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhyme
Not these rappers with shit flows, but look good online
Not made to feel bad for speakin' bout this on my mind
Or called a faggot or nigger or cracker who wish he was
I wish I face my homophobic,
racist attacker and smack the
they ass as peaceful is possible
It's highly improbable, stoppable
But still, way too people feel how I feel
on the real, on the real, on the motherfuckin' real

I get up, when I'm
Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough
I get tough and when I'm beaten to the
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, I'm down
Had enough, drowned, when shit rough
I get tough and when I'm to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh

Ayo Trump said that shit
on my last album but you wasn't in
a mumble let's make America rap again
Industry don't give a fuck about rap or happenin'
Fuck a Beast, bitch, now who seein' me?
Nobody reports the music, this shit, rap TMZ
Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to preach
Go now boy and preach that
my hands of this negativity, word to three stacks
So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the
Wu-Tang, get the
'gon reign supreme
Hoping your mental get out your feelins dental
This shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the
Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this won't be the same
Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to
But deep down you know it's 'gon be one Mufasa
I'm the king, the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring
All rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now
Don't try to twist my and turn that into some shit
I love all you motherfuckers, just want to you spit
Dropped my last shit, the wide world applauded it
Game still giving me my credit so I'ma audit it
I'm heartless Kanye in '08
Yeah that's to NO I.D
Now they all who I be
I'm callin' out to jump up on the
track me and smack the whole industry
'em what that real rap do
The ball's in court, Hov
I to hear from Guru, woo!