[Bridge]

Whole squad on that real shit

Whole squad on that real shit

Whole squad on that real shit


[Verse 1]

My whole life dawg I been playing catch up

It's crazy when people tell me that I'm next up

This game's foul, boy, of course I got my techs up

And I got my whole aim on the game, I'm talking neck up

A couple months ago, I couldn't have said all that I wanted to

Safe to say now I'm better conditioned to

This a substitute for them lies they been giving you

And before me, there wasn't a lot of truth for y'all to listen to

But see a lot of y'all won't appreciate the change up

Never asked for a lot cause I always knew we ain't have much

Everything real, so I'ma be the one popping out

I'm working everyday it never feel like I'm clocking out

This game's my gymnasium, and like Coach Carter I lock it out

Past relationships I just block em out

Yeah, cause my mind's on the win

Any roadblock I see guarantee you i'ma knock it out

Out the park like I'm Babe Ruth or Gehrig

I was born with this talent you other niggas inherent

I done changed the landscape, these comedians wanna withstand it

No laughing to the bank, nigga

Needed gas for the tank, nigga

Everybody been a target to me

Fendi's new to you, it's just carpet to me

Free agent, boy, they got an open market for me

Everybody need me, you can get a Herschel Walker for me

Tell all competition to stop trying

The dreams y'all selling we ain't buying

Your bars like the Motor City

No winning product for the 16

So all of your logos are lying

And in these streets they'll put you in the box or in a box

Your life's taken by a nigga or a cop

That's how it is on the block

So if a nigga really want beef

We say fuck rap, you'll see how it really feels to take shots, for real

I'm the one that fit the bill

I'm from where they get paid or get pics

And I don't pray that often, but I hope this my last tape

Cause this'll never be a perfect game, the wrong niggas get hits

[Outro: James Blake] (× 9)

Could it be the way that I'll catch up