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 feeling free, I'm bring it now If you know the words take a step back and it now Never thought I'd have to, but I 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 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 deep in this rap shit I've been to Like the pussy, push me I ain't no killer, but you the rest You think I caught the spirit how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get to rest And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm still While half of motherfuckers still runnin' I've learned everything I've attained and they still him Like God damn, I'm the man Used to call you a hater, you a stan Ain't built himself a brand like me I ain't 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 my kicks, preachin' positivity I get up, I get up
I get up, I'm down 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 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
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never hoes 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 feet Meanwhile, be immortalized on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and visions way back in G'Burg Every one of my homies and me work Cuttin' had to get up out it, a hit, forget about it Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a about it Ten years later 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 or nigger or cracker who wish he was blacker I I could face my homophobic, racist attacker and smack the outta they ass as is possible It's highly improbable, it's 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, 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, 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
Ayo motherfuckin' Trump said that on my last but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a mumble let's make rap again don't give a fuck about rap or what's happenin' Fuck a Beast, bitch, now who seein' me? Nobody the music, this shit, this rap TMZ everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to preach that Go now boy and preach that my hands of this negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the on the scene? Wu-Tang, get the Sinatra 'gon reign Hoping mental get out your feelins like dental shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this won't be the same Fuck a rap beef, I promise I 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 I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into shit I love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you Dropped my last shit, the wide world applauded it still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm like Kanye in '08 Yeah that's to NO I.D Now all know who I be I'm out Jay-Z to jump up on the track with me and smack the whole Show 'em what real rap do The ball's in court, Hov I hope to from Guru, woo!