Yeah yeah, Satisfied has to you Big Oh, you got the studio You feelin' good about yourself now, huh? it has come 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 free, I'm finna bring it now If you know the words a step back and sing it now Never I'd have to, but I keep the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the to my Audi? Last time I said, it went viral, I don't fuck with And I fuck with you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of know a fucking thing 'bout what I been through And all that superficial shit you I'm just not into And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap I've been to Like the pussy, don't me I no killer, but you know the rest You think I caught the holy how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test Step and get to rest, boy, step and get laid 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 Like God damn, I'm the man to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin' stan Ain't nobody built himself a brand me I ain't signed a shoe deal I'm waitin' for Nike To recognize all these youngins be just like me Cut the check for 20 Million right now and we see rockin' my kicks, preachin' positivity I get up, I get up
I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when 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, almost drowned, 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 I get up
Never me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never hoes I'm not defined by clothes, and zeros It don't if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep 'Cause in the end we all six feet Meanwhile, I'll be on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and havin' way back in G'Burg Every single one of my and me work Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit, about it Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody a shit about it Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit it And back then I I'd be defined by how good I rhyme Not like rappers with shit flows, but look good online Not to feel bad for speakin' bout this shit on my mind Or called a faggot or nigger or who wish he was blacker I wish I face my homophobic, racist attacker and the shit outta ass as peaceful is possible It's improbable, it's stoppable But still, way too people feel how I feel That's on the real, on the real, on the real
I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when rough I get tough and I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, when I'm Had enough, almost drowned, when shit I get and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh
Ayo motherfuckin' Trump said that on my last but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a let's make America rap again Industry don't give a fuck rap or what's happenin' Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who me? reports the music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided headlines to preach that Go 'head now boy and that Wash my 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 like dental This shit is consequential, a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this shit won't be the Fuck a rap beef, I promise I all of y'all to prosper But deep down you know only 'gon be one Mufasa I'm the king, the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring All these rappers I came up on, I on, I know it sting now Don't try to my words and turn that into some shit I all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my shit, the whole wide world applauded it Game still giving me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm heartless Kanye in '08 that's word to NO I.D Now they all who I be I'm callin' out to jump up on the with me and smack the whole industry Show 'em what real rap do The in your court, Hov I hope to hear Guru, woo!