Jetak aaliyah
Ana bentek normalmon t'haamy
Sa si grave
Hram aalik ya wlid dzairyq
I ain't lyin' when I tell you I'm the G.O.A.T
Back when I was just a baby on a boat
Back in Africa, the DZ, Algeria is my city
Back in '98 when mama still had hope, yeah, yeah
I was dealin' with abuse, how did I cope? (Yeah, yeah)
Look back at it now, it weren't a joke (Yeah, yeah)
Roll it up, take time, and feel yourself
Hold that shit down, don't kill yourself
Don't show no love, don't heal yourself
That's what they want
Never gave me no time to do me
Never gave me no spacе to just breathe
Nevеr gave me no rules to try and adhere to
I just needed a clear view
All I needed was guidance
You failed soon as your pride hit
Still ain't got no papers on me
Passport green like what I'm smokin'
I know D still hatin' on me
He couldn't hold it down for me
I still blame my daddy, he just taught me how to lie
Left all the bruises on me that I had to hide
Violence in my house, it made my little brother cry
We would pray at night and hope our mama would survive
Used to leave us lonely with no daddy, so uncertain
Cheated on my mama when she told me I was hurtin'
What kinda man can I believe in
When the first man tried to cut my breathin'?
Kept runnin' away my whole life from the real me
Never used to think of suicide till you killed me
Broke me down and then you left me all alone
What kind of man would try and go attack his own?
Emotionally abused and so detached from love
And you don't even know the rest
Holdin' back my tears is kinda drainin'
See my heartbeat pulsin' through my chest
All these years and I could never stop him
Breakin' down and hidin' all my problems
Gotta get out right now
It's hard when there's no way out
Seven years of age, mama dealin' with depression
Livin' in a nightmare that you're too ashamed to mention
Sixteen, workin' overtime as a waitress
Walkin' home late just so I could get a paycheque
Fuck that, let's talk about back then
When me and T was sleepin' head-to-toe up in the Ends
Tryna make a millly, we was tryna make a plan
Put our heads together like paper, ink, and a pen
Everybody kept tellin' us no, no, no
But we was already up on that go, go, go
Didn't give a fuck about the models or the rappers
We was movin' work in studio, we made it happen
It was all of the hurt and all the neglect for me
Played a part then go, fuck you, respectfully
You invest in Bitcoin
I put money in my big homie
Now I can look after all of mines until the end
I ain't gotta worry 'cause my money is my pen
Glastonbury, Leeds, Reading
I ain't touched Coachella yet, but it's pendin'
My pen wavy, never endin'
2020, big belly, LA, writin'
90210, writin' for your favourite artists
Three times, Island's makin' songs cruisin'
Six months pregnant, told me that I couldn't do it
Yeah, and big cheques, I'm vibin'
Cruisin' in my man's GLC, no mileage
I don't need no permission to bring my bitches on
Tell me why you people don't want us to get along
You know it's wrong, yeah
You see the power in the workflow, yes
And you know the mind differs in the way it process
When you a savage and you ain't ever had shit
Try and make it work and usually make it happen
Yeah, 'cause I'm workin'
Not now, baby, I'm workin'
Not now, baby, I'm workin'
No, not now, baby, I'm workin'
Not now, baby, I'm workin'
'Cause I'm workin'