Yeah, yeah

Where do I start?

It's a lonely road and I'ma walk alone

'Til my knees combust, I never needed a crutch

Freezin' up like I'm anemic or somethin'

Cold world, but the pressure's on me, so I'm making diamonds

Feel like Nastradamus 'cause I'm representing for the crew behind me

I do this shit 4DaTribe

I gotta provide, they yelling out bless you when I'm at the venue

They all well aware that the illest arrived

I do it with passion (Facts)

Other **** want a cheque to collect and they dashing

Just like some marijuana

Hit the gas, and seen the light within me so the roaches scattered

I peeped the patterns, I won't seek revenge, I'm on a different path my enemies combatting

Road to glory is a horror story, paranormal sneakers couldn't walk it for me

So my feet are crampin', maybe I'm crazy

But maybe I'm right (True)

Some people 'round me left my circle smaller, so my radius is lookin hella tight

I can't spend the night and hang with you 'til 2 a.m. 

Shit changed, ****, I'm a visionary

2020, I could see myself inside the future clearly

Mask off, now I'm nineteen and it's pannin' out just like the food preparin'

Fuck a wack song, take the wax off, I'm a hair away from bein' legendary

Uh, where do I start?

'Member back home, we was down and out in that town house, now I'm living large

Had humble beginnings (Facts)

The struggle within me, I hustle for millions

Do this for the art and you out of the picture, so homie, it's fuck your opinion, listen

Uh, where do I start?

'Member back home, we was down and out in that town house, now I'm living large

Had humble beginnings

The struggle within me, I hustle for millions

Do this for the art and you out of the picture, so homie, it's fuck your opinion, listen

Shivers poking, furnace broken, kids are freezing, I swear moms couldn't believe it

Saint Nick would creep and she was slaving through the rain

Dear mom, hope you know I kept the Christmas spirit, showed no fear

Even though I know she probably put some tears in the pillow 'til the stress ain't there

I'm going hard this year, somethin' to prove

Same time I got nothing to lose, aside from my pride

But that's not on my mind, I put that to the side (Uh-huh)

'Til the day that I die

I'ma pack out the seats in arenas for all of the times that I reached out to people to see me at one of my shows

And got a response in a week like I'm sorry I missed it, I'll be at the next one for sure

Don't

Uh, where do I start?

'Member back home, we was down and out in that town house, now I'm living large

Had humble beginnings

The struggle within me, I hustle for millions

Do this for the art and you out of the picture, so homie, it's fuck your opinion, listen