Yeah yeah, Satisfied has to you Big Oh, you got the studio You feelin' good about yourself right now, 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 take a 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 keys to my Last I said, it went viral, I don't fuck with nobody And I don't fuck you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of y'all know a fucking thing 'bout what I been And all that superficial you love I'm just not into And when it comes to deep in this rap shit I've been to Like the pussy, don't me I ain't no killer, but you know the You think I caught the spirit how I'm feelin' blessed no contest to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, and get laid to rest And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm still While half of these still runnin' I've everything I've attained and they still 'front him God damn, I'm the motherfuckin' man Used to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin' Ain't built 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 check for 20 Million right now and we see Everybody my kicks, preachin' positivity I get up, I get up
I get up, when I'm 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 I get up, I'm down Had enough, drowned, when 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
address me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' I'm not defined by clothes, and zeros 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 on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and havin' visions way in G'Burg Every one of my homies 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 pick up a pen, write a hit about it And back then I I'd be defined by how good I rhyme Not like these rappers with shit flows, but 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 I could face my homophobic, racist and smack the shit outta they ass as 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 motherfuckin'
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 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
Ayo motherfuckin' Trump said shit on my last album but you wasn't in Fuck a mumble let's make rap again Industry don't give a fuck about rap or what's Fuck a Beast, bitch, now who seein' me? Nobody the music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided headlines to preach that Go 'head now boy and preach Wash my hands of negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the on the scene? Wu-Tang, get the Sinatra reign supreme Hoping your get out your feelins like dental shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this shit be the same Fuck a rap beef, I I want all of y'all to prosper But down you know it's only 'gon be one Mufasa I'm the king, fuck the bling, but just might make you the ring All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I 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 last shit, the whole wide world it still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm heartless like in '08 Yeah word to NO I.D Now they all who I be I'm callin' out to jump up on the track with me and smack the industry Show 'em that real rap do The in your court, Hov I hope to hear Guru, woo!