(Intro)

Stop playing man, Im on a fucking run, Tope!

Aye! I been through many different phases and living wages

From blank pages to fifty foot stages

I used to open for **** you wouldn’t know exist

If you don’t grind like this you wouldn’t know the risk

Of putting all your eggs in one basket

The finish line is the goal til you run past it

I did shit you can’t imagine just off the habit

Can’t even fuck the bitch around the way

I’m too established

I judge the garment by the fabric, not the sources, what I put in **** pockets, a couple Porsches

Had to shed the dead weight, a couple corpses

Made it off my mama couch to a fucking fortress

I want to forfeit, but can’t force it

Wanna put on black forces and pop a ****

You open doors for your people and they knock a ****

Sometimes I feel like mankind and wanna sock a ****

But keep it peaceful, keep the piece full for when the words fail

Know I face cold stuff for bird tail

Them real feathers, no wonder why I cost this much

I had a million dollar smile before I floss this much

I been through many different phases and living wages

From blank pages to fifty foot stages

I used to open for **** you wouldn’t know exist

If you never bet on yourself, you wouldn’t know the risk

Huh!

What we doing, wow

If you never bet on yourself, you would know the risk

(Outro)

What I put in **** pockets, a couple Porsches

Had to shed the dead weight, a couple corpses

That **** said he wanna put on black forces

And pop a ****