[Intro]

Yeah

We gon' drop the L

We gon’ drop the

[Verse 1]

We gon' drop the L, never fail

We always gon' prevail, I can tell

You can catch me in Miami

None of my haters stand me

Can’t tell me nothing I am me

They all reprimand me

But yeah I drop the L man

After I bounce back and make a milli' you can't tell man

Triple of the town does that even ring a bell

Make a one handed play over the shouder like O'Dell man

We gon' make a track, and I promise it gon' sell man

Hustled for my spot, you can't pull up on our block

All day and night, we've been grinding ’round the clock

I guess our opinions are different

Already made my decisions

I am what you can’t get rid of

Honestly out of my system

[Verse 2]

They don't wanna see us win

But they wanna be us then

I supposed it would go back home and really, they didn’t really know us then

Had to beat out that shot clock

Twenty-four seconds on my watch

Every single day turn the page and my haters gon' rage over what I might got

Had to go back to the racks that attached but I ain't got the time so I might not

Maybe I'll quit in the biz and take a few quizzes wait a minute sike not

I’ma do what I'm supposed to

Who you I don't even know you

When I'm on the track I'm never gon' slack

I'm ridding the beats with no string attached

You don't even know rap you don't even know the game

I ain't in it for clout, not for the fame

I can tell you that's lame no cap

All of my bars are flames to the max

Everybody saying I'm insane that's facts

Still ain't feeling no pain that's that

I blast through the past with the raps

And I'm back while attacking the haters, I'm making the paper

Created the page and I'm taking the dub

I ain't making this stuff up what you gotta say

You ain't even pay your attention

That ain't worth a mention with any of my senses

You can't even see me you need lenses

Look at my story, I ain't need glory

Top of the rap game but they ignoring

They don't wanna see me in the spot at the top so you bots wanna cop my style, pause

[Verse 3]

Everybody here wanna steal my swag

When I pull up Bradley Beal that's cash

When I make a song I'ma seal that bag

You don't even get what I feared I had

Money stack'll be taller than me

I don't need rapping I'm balling I sing

Stop sneak dissing and stay in your lane

Only motto no pain no gain

Listen man I'm the man of the hour

4 foot 10 but the man with the power

Don't know 'bout you but I'm planning my shows

Might as well be handing my goals

I supposed it would happen today

All of my haters don't matter today

That will never ever matter 'cause honestly all of my haters are sadder today

Get on my level you scared to talk

I'm not even playing you mad as the Hulk

It won't get no better still making the cheddar

I don't know what happened I ain't even met 'em

Wait a minute let me close it out right

Winning all day all the way to the night

I see the future I got it in sight

I'm gonna leave and I turn off the light, gone