[Verse]

Yeah, waking up

Everyday, tryna make it go my way

Killing verses, getting money babe should I make it rain?

Know you’re from a bad place but this could be the year or your lucky day?

Hmmm, prolly not

No bitch is getting money from my clout

I have more important things to spill it out on, I need an album

Hungry for some mention because right now I’m a phantom woo!

I told you something ‘fore you went on stage

I’m coming for the top, so avoid my rage

Do not diss me just so you can get some change

Cause I’m a fuckin beast, n I ain’t in my cage!

You have your career in front of you

I recommend not getting into range, yeah

At one time you paged

Then you become fuckin D-E-ranged!

Oh my god, hold up, wait a second that’s not what I thought when I dreamed of this

There’s way too many people watching me, what if they take the piss?

Miss the diss

Gonna blitz

God, that bar doesn’t fit! (No!)

Yo, What a fuck are you saying man, don’t you see these hits?

I’m sposed to be bragging now

But tell me how could I, while you cry and bite your lips!

It’s hard to walk with that many pricks under my feat

Doing nothing else just bleat

I heard your opinions 'bout the shit I built

But I don’t really get it we should actually meet

Punch your teeth out of your mouth as my welcome greet then apologize and get you a nice fucking suite

So you’ll realize that my heart is genuine and big

And this little twig in no motherfucking way gonna break!

Or wait

I think I know you from somewhere

Don’t say it, oh yeah from a year ago

Those times man I got only one problem tho

Outside you were bad a 10 out of 10 for sure

But the inside could have used some work you know

I mean we had some fun together you were kind and not bitter but when we got to the point I had to declare who the winner is I chose the person that made me happiest

I just did not expect I’d ever value the soul much more greater than the things your body could offer

But if you think this the end, that we lived a happy life until the next paycheck

Well we didn’t how bout that?

More like living a life full of dread until the husband’s death (Until the husband's death!)

Afraid that I’ll end up in my root’s footsteps

Barricading my heart could be my last chance

To have a life that ain’t gonna be topped by stress