Myself - Intellectual

VERSE 1

I got some ice that don’t melt

I won the match ring the bell

I got my name

This is my stage

Didn’t get lucky just playing the cards i was dealt yeah

Ripped jeans on myself

Best team round myself

Go swing somewhere else

Go keep to yourself

Money is fine in the bank

Coupe riding smooth ain't no wraith

Hair lookin fresh that filet

Me and my team are here to stay

CHORUS

Dont try to be the one that said you made me

M’s in your bank account don’t phase me

Got me feeling great feeling great

Cuz all i got is me, my team, and my God to praise

And we’re here to stay

Is me, my team, and my God to praise

Didn’t get lucky oh no

VERSE 2 (Paycheck)

I came up from nothing

Built up myself on my own

Told by God I’d be something

That’s why I’m alright all alone

I been up for like 3 nights

Making music that made me

You going out with the freak type

Man those the girls that phase me

May not have a whip but I’m happy

Cheers to those who have passed me

Which is very few, y’all misconstrued

You say I’m wrong that’s the past me

You do not know me

Follow me closely

Hoping I’ll notice you

Stay by me low key

Calling me homie

Got me so confused

I’m not a new head

I’m not an old head

I am my own man

I’m in my own land

Man why you dissing you know that yo flow dead

I can rap on any beat

Sing with any flow

All cause my God gave me my gift

You can rap all you want

Sing wit all you got

But you know that you ain’t like this