Chorus:

(Yea uh) You **** front on me last year, now I pulled up and I passed you.

I tried to keep it so passive, now I see the hate it’s so massive.

They run me my check and I cash it, (uh huh) like Megan yea I’m on that cash shit. (Cash shit)

Don’t got time to go beef with no rookie, (uh) tried to test him he went and played hookie. (He ran off) (aye)

You **** slept on me last year, must’ve been glued to yo mattress.

I tried to relax and stay humble, I’m on Spotify running up number, (Wya) ain’t got time for no pics this ain’t tumbler, (nah) I’m in stage and I’m bringing that thunder, all these **** they hatin I love it, (I love it) at my shoes and they pushin and shovin. (Mosh pit aye)

Verse:

Run it up, (aye) all of my digits they run it up.

They best in my city so show me love, (show love) fuck being humble let’s fuck it up.

I’m tryna be one of the greats. (Who)

Like Russ, Diddy, Kendrick, or Drake. (Ok)

I swear I’m surrounded by fakes, (uh) secretly these **** snakes. (Yea)

No comparison y’all are embarrassing, tried to tell you all my goals you weren’t hearin it, tried to tune out all my songs now you hearin it, tried to keep it on the low but you feelin it.

Just show me all of my respect I deserve it, I understand I might have got you all nervou, just think of my life like I’m doing a service, y’all been doing it longer but what y’all do ain’t workin.

Why are we talkin if you cannot offer new shit? Lately I been on my shit. (Uh huh) I’m constantly puttin out hits, y’all **** all on my dick.

Why are we taking if you cannot offer me shit? (Ok) Lately I been on my shit. I’m constantly puttin out hits, (yea) y’all **** all on my dick. (Pause)

Interlude:

Damn it’s crazy.

Last year hella of y’all fronted on me.

2020 is my year fashoo.

Blowing up.

Only been doing this shit for two years.

Chorus:

(Yea uh) You **** front on me last year, now I pulled up and I passed you.

I tried to keep it so passive, now I see the hate it’s so massive.

They run me my check and I cash it, (uh huh) like Megan yea I’m on that cash shit. (Cash shit)

Don’t got time to go beef with no rookie, (uh) tried to test him he went and played hookie. (He ran off) (aye)

You **** slept on me last year, must’ve been glued to yo mattress.

I tried to relax and stay humble, I’m on Spotify running up number, (Wya) ain’t got time for no pics this ain’t tumbler, (nah) I’m in stage and I’m bringing that thunder, all these **** they hatin I love it, (I love it) at my shoes and they pushin and shovin. (Mosh pit aye)