Hall of Fame

It's like 3:30, yeah I been grindin' all day, and all night Hall of fame, on my mind Tryna be the greatest of all time And say it's all God Yeah I been grindin' all day (all day), and all night (and all night) Hall of fame (hall of fame), on my mind (ooh) Tryna be the greatest (be the greatest), of all time (all time) And say it's all God (ooh), that's all I been grindin' all day (all day), and all night (and all night) Hall of fame (hall of fame), on my mind (ooh) Tryna be the greatest (be the greatest), of all time (yeah) And say it's all God (ooh), that's all I been grinding all- I got no time for the nonsense (for the nonsense) I got GOAT vibes on my conscious Oh God, I don't mind, if you gon' give me a label I ain't here for yo' pesos, only faithful to Jesús Now the underdog turned to Cujo, mixed with DMX, grrr Under God's terms so you know you gon' see him flex, grrr G-O-A-T, don't play Me, no, way, we on, away Now I don't juju on the beat, K. Dot, tryna doo doo on your beat K. West, yeah, I do do all my beats, a PK that'll doo doo all your beats Take a smash then take a smash on it 80s baby playing Super Smash Brothers Eatin' mics like I'm at the last supper Order Passover, I've been passed over Said I wouldn't pop like a flat soda So they said, "Forget your God, Christian rap's over" Y'all choosin' sides, I'm designin' the entrée Oh, you tryin' to get Big, Boi? I'm tryin' to be André Beyond great, all glory to God name I been grindin' all day (all day), and all night (yeah) Hall of fame (ooh, ooh), on my mind (yeah) Tryna be the greatest (be the greatest), of all time (all time) And say it's all God (yeah, yeah) I been grindin' all day (all day), and all night (all night) Hall of fame (hall of fame), on my mind (ooh) Tryna be the greatest (be the greatest), of all time And say it's all God (ooh), that's all I'm not stoppin' 'til my mama callin' bruh Tellin' me she proud of us Homie sayin', "Yo, your Twitter follower count is up" At your show they got they hands up like you say you got a gun And God is how you got it done This the God that got a son And I want the doubters listenin' to this tape sayin', "How Sway?" Funny thing is they said I was the one who sound like Kanye For all the labels they assigned me, give a trophy back For all the labels wouldn't sign me like a zodiac I got more drive than a Honda I got more rhymes than Shonda Shootin' more shots than Kobe Bryant versus four guys playin' Contra 'Cause I know my chances of makin' it was Eminem to monk Did you get it? Slim to nun so I been grindin' all day (all day), and all night (and all night) Hall of fame (hall of fame), on my mind (yeah) Tryna be the greatest (be the greatest), of all time (yeah) And say it's all God (ooh), that's all I been grindin' all day (all day), and all night (all night) Hall of fame (hall of fame), on my mind (yeah) Tryna be the greatest (be the greatest), of all time (yeah) And say it's all God, that's all I been grindin' all- This a black tie affair Ooh, this for black love right here This a Polaroid, with the boys blowin' up That we never shoulda made it but we here This a black tie affair Ooh, this for black love right here This a Polaroid, with the boys blowin' up That we never shoulda made it but we here