Yeah yeah, Satisfied has to you Big Oh, you got the shoutout You good about yourself right 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 thought I'd have to, but I keep the 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 fuck with you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of y'all a fucking thing 'bout what I been through And all that superficial shit you love I'm not into And when it comes to gettin' deep in rap shit I've been to Like the pussy, push me I no killer, but you know the rest You I caught the holy spirit how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no contest to all this shit, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to And ain't no "S" on my but I'm still gunnin' While half of motherfuckers still runnin' I've learned everything attained and they still '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 signed a shoe deal 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be like me Cut the check for 20 Million right now and we see Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin' I get up, I get up
I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough 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 I get up, when I'm Had enough, almost drowned, shit 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
address me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' I'm not by these clothes, and zeros It matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep in the end we all six feet deep Meanwhile, I'll be on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and visions way back in G'Burg Every one of my homies and me work had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it Youngin' wit' a dream but gave a shit about it Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit it And back then I thought I'd be by how good I rhyme Not like these rappers with shit flows, but look good Not made to bad for speakin' bout this shit on my mind Or called a faggot or nigger or who wish he was blacker I wish I could my homophobic, racist and smack the shit outta they ass as peaceful is It's highly improbable, stoppable But still, way too many people how I feel on the real, on the real, on the motherfuckin' real
I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit 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, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when 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 motherfuckin' Trump said that on my last but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a let's make America rap again Industry don't a fuck about rap or what's happenin' Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who me? Nobody the music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to that Go 'head now boy and preach Wash my of this negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the Wu-Tang, get the Sinatra 'gon reign Hoping your mental get out your feelins dental This shit is consequential, a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, shit won't be the same Fuck a rap beef, I I want all of y'all to prosper But deep down you know it's 'gon be one Mufasa I'm the king, fuck the bling, but just might make you kiss the All these I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now try to twist my words and turn that into some shit I all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the whole world applauded it Game still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma it I'm heartless like in '08 Yeah word to NO I.D Now all know who I be I'm callin' out Jay-Z to up on the track with me and smack the whole Show 'em that real rap do The in your court, Hov I hope to hear Guru, woo!