[Verse 1]
Self paid niggas kno I mash hard for benjamins
Cuz I got the drive of a nascar participant
Smashing til I crash cars and act all belligerent
When bars I spit r that hard nigga thats called imprisonment
SLAP, u can talk but u kno nothing bout us
Bet I make some believers out of u fucking doubters
And I crush cowards, stop sniffing that tuff powder
Im eatin like lunch hour, im filthy like fuck showers
Now watch me flame up, im fire I heat the game up
Retire and keep ur name up, im flyer I sleep in hangers
My riders will creep wit bangaz, my wifey dont speak to strangers
Really im not a banger so how do I keep it gansta
Its a, fucking mystery won't stop til I make history
& how these niggas got in the game is a conspiracy
They jus puppets that suck and they can't fuck wit
Young mega who spit rugged flow funky like fish buckets
[Hook]
Self Paid! Niggas Know I mash hard for the benjamins
Self Paid! Niggas Know I mash hard for the benjamins
Self Paid! Niggas Know I mash hard for the benjamins
Because I got The Drive of a nascar participant!
[Verse 2]
Im underrated, overlooked, im rare, you overcooked
Im under paid so im over due, they under me and im over u
Dont call me bitch im over u, she said boy what done came over u
Im too dope and youll over dose so overall, im over cool
Im tryna operate over seas wit da operations I oversee
Work overtime cuz overtime ill get better like older wine
Its common sense you can say im overconfident
Never touched a blunt so I can keep my sober competence
Makin majors moves until my mob is movin monuments
Knockin bitches so hard they prolly losing consciousness
My state of mind is country but im tryna rule the continent
Just a city boy wit food fo r thought who got the condiments
Small but I go hard like Nate Robinson
Ill school u boy like college and ill fix yo face like collagen
Im positive, even wit haters in my ambiance
My audio's astonishing adios to da audience
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Check my resume it dates up to yesterday
They say they fly as birds well I guess that makes em feather weights
If u following the crowd boy correct your path
God is good but sometimes hes known to bless the bad
And I ain't really wit the gunplay unless u ask
Yea dem Techs'll blast got More nines than a freshman class
Im from the gutter where its backwards cuz the best is last
Good die young and everybody owns a vest and mask
Trespass and shots'll hit u like a chess pass...
Its just sad how my lil homie just passed
Na I ain't happy that he gone but im less mad
Cuz hes no longer dealin wit the consequence that stress has
I took some time to put my life into perspective
Lost my old desires and found some new objectives
Ain't fuckin wit u suckas cuz u cowards move selective
And every day im making every power move effective!