I’m next in the spot let’s face it

I’ma kill the game and then I’m gonna change it

I was a kid with a dream so I chased it

Running for the throne, keep on going till I take it

They see me headed for the top and they hate it

But they’re just mad I’m in their girlfriend’s playlist

Going in on a beat cause I made it

But now I think I’ll bring the melody and the bass in

Triple threat so you know the beat bang

Singer, producer, writer, it’s all the same name

We ain’t in the same league, I’m a different game

Cause I’m puttin' in the work, and you work for the fame

I do not know what you think you just heard

You're bumping average, but this is absurd

Told you I’m headed for greatness, I’m sure

So now you should probably start marking my words

I’m tired of trying to figure out who I should be

Music is my best friend and my enemy

At least I got my fans they’ll always ride with me

And if they sleeping on us, let ‘em rest in peace

I don’t know what you think I came here for

I mean a Grammy would be nice but I want more

I never take a hater’s advice, so therefor

I got my opinion, I don’t need yours

My team is winning take a look up at the scoreboard

My fans are with me and we’re selling out the Fillmore

If you ain’t riding with us yet, you get ignored

But you’ll come running when you see us on the Billboard

This is for every single person that told me I’ll never make it

This is for every time you called me Justin Bieber, I embraced it

Yeah, cause as far as I can see you’re working hourly minimum wages

Huh, and I’m working stages, the girls at these shows they all know what my name is

(Crowd Chant: Ezra ! Ezra ! Ezra !)

I’m tired of trying to figure out who I should be

Music is my best friend and my enemy

At least I got my fans they’ll always ride with me

And if they sleeping on us, let ‘em rest in peace