(Verse 1)

Let me tell you something real I can’t get happy only happier

Cause pain is what I feel, and it only makes me crappier

Man I’d love to live the dream and break the barrier

Might go on for decades I don’t know but I ain’t holding back

God knows imma make it cause I’m grinding and I’m showing that

Cars, money, girls, fancy cribs, but there’s more than that

I pray for something bigger like some kids cause I’ll be home for that

Tryna splash like trigger trae

Everyday

From the line we pray

Shoot it up like ray

Got some enemies but I don’t give a fuck so we cool

Do not change you be you

All the dramas see through

(Verse 1)

Give me your heart I need two

Love my family the most, but yet we distant

Rappers love to boast, cause their music not efficient

We were made unequal I’m the boss your the assistant

Me and you cannot compare, because

(Chorus)

I mean my flow is crazy

I can rhyme and rap like i'm swazy

I can't be asked to do sports im kinda lazy

I keep it timmy turner like i'm stacy

I can rhyme one word with another

I can give that all back to my mother

I can give that all back to my brother

I'm wearing all black like it's leather

When it comes rap i'm pretty damn clever

But i don't wanna be hypothetical

But i'm not trying to be professional

(Verse 2)

I'm just wanna be better than all

I'm 14 5'8 i'm kinda damn tall

When it comes to fights i try to stall

I'm in the streets tryna ball

I got your ex on my phone tryna call

I can flow and rap like i'm Lil Dicky

When it comes to words i'm kinda of picky

Cause ain't nobody fucking with t.pseudonym

A gun to their face is what i put to them

I keep it old school like it's a freestyle

(Chorus)

I mean my flow is crazy

I can rhyme and rap like i'm swazy

I can't be asked to do sports im kinda lazy

I keep it timmy turner like i'm stacy

I can rhyme one word with another

I can give that all back to my mother

I can give that all back to my brother

I'm wearing all black like it's leather

When it comes rap i'm pretty damn clever

But i don't wanna be hypothetical

But i'm not trying to be professional

(Verse 3)

Aye, so poetically you justify the love I write for you

Never happy with what I do, baby can we stick like to two lovers in glue

That’s a simple punchline

I remember getting dissed in the lunch line

Mama always there for me, feeling just fine

Until I increased the crime rate, underdog story with the film right?

Catch me on TV selling back to back DVD's

That ain’t a diss to drake or meek fam

(Chorus)

I mean my flow is crazy

I can rhyme and rap like i'm swazy

I can't be asked to do sports im kinda lazy

I keep it timmy turner like i'm stacy

I can rhyme one word with another

I can give that all back to my mother

I can give that all back to my brother

I'm wearing all black like it's leather

When it comes rap i'm pretty damn clever

But i don't wanna be hypothetical

But i'm not trying to be professional