I'm going beast, rawr
Boy you ain't made for the streets like my car
Working real hard and perfecting my art
All of this grinding gon make me a star
All of this money not good for my heart
But i'm praying to God, I'll be good when i'm far
MNB, we a team getting bands, not a band
But I'm playing my part like a fucking guitar
Kurt Cobain shit
Sticking with my same clique
Used to wanna cut myself
Now I'm iced on that same wrist
Proud of what the pain did
Made the kid ball, Calvin Cambridge
Not ready for fame shit
But can't wait to be famous
Cause I ain't bitch made
Knew I wanted to make it to the top since 5th grade
Always knew I wanted to ball, I wanted to get cake before I hit 8
Gotta give thanks to my day ones who still here til this day
Had to get safe, I bought this K
Better get quiet, you get sprayed
Had to get up, had to get paid
Now I make hits like a sensei
I'm making hits, do it with ease
I'm too cool, niggas don't get freeze
My bitch hot and she hold my heat
I'm going beast, I'm going beast
I'm going beast, rawr
Boy you ain't made for the streets like my car
Working real hard and perfecting my art
All of this grinding gon make me a star
All of this money not good for my heart
But i'm praying to God, I'll be good when i'm far
MNB, we a team getting bands, not a band
But I'm playing my part like a fucking guitar
Kurt Cobain shit
Sticking with my same clique
Used to wanna cut myself
Now I'm iced on that same wrist
Proud of what the pain did
Made the kid ball, Calvin Cambridge
Not ready for fame shit
But can't wait to be famous
This shit feel good, I ain't been this lit in a minute
I ain't worried bout you, only thing on my mind is winning
I ain't no damn bitch, I ain't worried bout women
I ain't worried bout a goddamn thing, nigga I ain't tripping
Give me the mic, I'ma set it on fire, nigga I ain't kidding
Give me the ball, I'ma ball like Mike, nigga I ain't Pippen
I ain't no rookie, no i ain't no kitten, nigga I ain't no kitten
I got hits on top of hits, nigga I ain't missing
Told myself can't drop no album but I ain't listen
I just kept spitting, got more bar than a prison
Spin his block like a fidget, I want the money, I get it
Count up the commas and digits, they said I'll fall off, I didn't
They said I'll fall off, I didn't, they said I'll fall off, I didn't
They said I'll fall off but i just couldn't do it
I got in my bag and a nigga went stupid
I'm less about talking and more about doing
I'm less about talking and more about shooting
I'm less about talking and more about action
They really ain't bout it, these niggas just rapping
They really ain't bout it, these niggas is capping
I'm doing this shit because it is my passion
They how I do it, they like i'm swagging
Keep me an iron man and I be snapping
Keep me an iron man, it got attachments
Iron be on me, it ain't for fashion
Five on me and it sing like the Jacksons
Five on me like tag, you're it
Don't want the hoe, I'm pass the bitch
Don't know Ez, nigga ask ya bitch
I don't got no other route gotta blow of this rapping shit
And I know I'm gonna make it, the haters know too and I know that they hate it
(Wasn't this shit supposed to be elevator music)
This shit feel good, I ain't been this lit in a minute
I ain't worried bout you, only thing on my mind is winning
I ain't no damn bitch, I ain't worried bout women
I ain't worried bout a goddamn thing, nigga I ain't tripping
Give me the mic, I'ma set it on fire, nigga I ain't kidding
Give me the ball, I'ma ball like Mike, nigga I ain't Pippen
I ain't no rookie, no i ain't no kitten, nigga I ain't no kitten
I got hits on top of hits, nigga I ain't missing