Started, writing down all of the shit that was fucking up my mind while I was a kid

Started, rapping into my phone, blasting instrumentals they never believed in the kid

Now, I really be doing this, needed more space for the craft I got rid of my bed

Now, they really be hating, I thrive off the shit that they speaking, I live in their head

I live in their head

I live in their head

They capping and shit, damn

All these bitches

All these pussies

Capping and shit, damn

They can't compete

Can't come at me

With shit that I already know

Can't come up with beats that are ass and then want me to bless it, you know?

Pulling up to the party's I'm the life of that shit

And I ain't even popping pills and I ain't snorting shit

I got a bottle to the left and a blunt to my right

Shorty in fitted jeans and they fitted just right

I ain't take her home, I bend her over the seat

Cops drive by see me grabbing and slapping cheeks

She wanted more I had to cut her snip snip snip

She said, she my bitch, I own her like pink slip

It's hard to continue the mission when you feel like the wheels on the car to success have all flattened out

Like how the hell can I maintain a flow of consistent releases when I have nothing to talk about

I reminisce and it's great but I want to live in a life I can love to live in right now

Give all the homies a way to get after some shit, I need my brothers to make it out

With me at the boards

You can't get bored

All this dough

It comes and it goes

So what's the point of keeping it hold

Give some to my lady

Give some to the bros

I got some shit that I want

I got some shit that need

I want the house with no neighbors

I need me the deed

I can do no more lease

I feel like I'm a bum

I need to own land

On my grave Ima travel the whole world sipping champagne on a big ass jet

On my grave I gotta run this whole shit on my terms, and you think that you do, but you don't stand a chance