Came from the bottom

I'm still at the bottom

Stuck in that column

And its time for me to go up

Call me n' I show up

From 6th grade

Glo up

In my paint I post up

Fucking on your bitch with her toes up

Now you froze up

And I don't wanna be no hero

I don't want to be no villain

Looking in the sky and the ceiling

There's no way to tell how i'm feeling...

I'm in this bitch

Ain't no stopping me

Try to fight me, you not dropping me

Like I said, ain't no stopping me

Bitch i'm popping please

Get up off my D

Stop the pressing

A nigga stressing

Leave a nigga alone stop all the messing

They keep trying to get the best of me

Say i'm small and shit

Stop testing me

Who not getting wrecked

That' me

Can't bring out the best of me

Get the Patek and flee

Down to the states

I'm running a race

Eating some cake

Finna go on a date

Cops wanna pull me over

Its because of my race

Pull up i'll shoot you right in your face

(yeah')

I'm not no killer

Or no savior

I do my things based on behavior

If you my brother

Tell another

'cause if they pull up we gonna kill

We was in the field

People popping pills

All this money in the world

People still starving