You think you know me but you Madd wrong

I should give my heart to ya so ya have one

Got ya baby mama dancin to these sad songs

Maybe we could take a picture so it last long, last long last long

No more real **** I'm the last one, last one last one, last one

I'm down up on my luck, like fuck, I'm stuck, inside this loop

At least if I were rich, I would be stuck, inside that coupe

But I still be chasin mills until that day I rest away

While this world could give a fuck about what you did yesterday

What have you done for em lately

How do I em not hate me

What if I'm not what they want, or

Don't wanna be what they make me

What if these bitches got rabies

What if these rappers is lamey

All of these lil **** Is weirdos

Bitch I was born in the 80s

Hoe I was raised in the 90s

Me and the greatest are Siamese

I've had the greatest beside me

I've had the heavens align me

I been toe to toe, bar to bar with the best

Earned stripes with all due respect

Moved right all Through the stress

So ima prove em all that I'm next, hold up

You think you know me but you Madd wrong

I should give my heart to ya so ya have one

Got ya baby mama dancin to these sad songs

Maybe we could take a picture so it last long, last long last long

No more real **** I'm the last one, last one last one, last one

I give my people who only dreamin something they can relate to

The people who don't like I'm different something they can hate too

On a scale of 1 to being yourself what would you rate you

We know that system trapping no escape route

They think I'm too cool for school but I'm not mad, I'm just high

Im the glue for my crew and I'm a dad in his prime

I done grew past the moods, arm and hammered my mind

Now I'm new and improved tool man n its time

Tell, Wilson I'ma need a half an hour of advice, I been

Battling depression tryna hold onto this life I'm in

Arguing with women who I told would be my wife and I been

Blessed and I've been cursed and so I pray for more divine alignment

I thats my assignment

Wanna do what god tells me and so I'm yelling say it just a little louder Simon

They wanted me to sell my soul for the cream

But instead I'm sellin soul to my feins, my dreams

You think you know me but you Madd wrong

I should give my heart to ya so ya have one

Got ya baby mama dancin to these sad songs

Maybe we could take a picture so it last long, last long last long

No more real **** I'm the last one, last one last one, last one