[Intro]
Oh, how you doing?
I’m alright
(laughs)
Now how much times do I gotta prove these n***as wrong?
And how much times I gotta show these b**hes I ain’t soft?
How many shows I gotta sell out ‘fore you get the cost?
Why they really tryna front like I ain’t hit the charts?
All these labels, throwing deals from left to right
But I ain’t giving in until they get them numbers right
All these people think that this sh** happen overnight
All that flexin’ they be doing
sh** is all a hype
No tolerance for a hating b**h
Talking sh**
Only time I hold my tongue is when I’m s**ing dick
So when I see you in the streets, yeah, it’s f**ing lit
And don’t be talking all that sorry sh**
Don’t flip the script
I see the lights
I hear the hype
I hit the mic
I k** the show
I get my dough
I catch a flight
I see a hater
I’m running down
It’s on sight
I throw my hands
I hit em’ left
I hit em’ right
[Verse 1]
They sleeping on me just because I used to strip
But it’s all good cause now they wanna get up in my VIP
Blowing up my phone
Saying everything I touch is lit
Acting cool and wanna f** me
Like they wasn’t talking sh**
I let em’ live
Let the shady motherf**ers live
Get them the price then it’s time to show em’ what it is
Don’t got the bat?
Well then what you really tryna pitch?
Don’t waste my time
I ain’t never been no average b**h
[Verse 2]
Not to mention
I did my tour and that sh** was winning
Independent, the headline
Award of feeling
I thank the Lord for all the blessings that he is given
I love the fans
They fill me up with their ammunition
I don’t really talk sh** but now I gotta off this
I don’t know why b**hes think we work in the same office
Corny b**hes tryna keep up?
Look exhausted
Wave the white flag
Girl, you might as well just forfeit
[Verse 3]
My ex told me I was never gon’ be sh**
Lookie, lookie now
Lookie now
n***a I’m that b**h
What you thought?
Yeah, you really lost
Now you kinda sick
But I ain’t never need a n***a
I was always on my sh**
I used to stare at magazines
On the train
Looking at these models
Like “I gotta be this one day”
f** around
Got myself a name
Now I’m getting paid
Left the corny b**hes in the grave
Now they throwing shade
[Outro]