Kick in the door, where these people wanna put me

Running this game like I play it rookie

I ain't a killer till people wanna push me

I don't really play with nothing but a pussy

6 foot 4 but they still overlook me

Tell ' em to bet it on me with the bookie

I'm sliding on beats with mask and a hoodie

And tell ' em to reach for the sky like im Woody

And I'm only worried about paper

and people who helping make it

I can't even fake it

I just sent a bitch to the streets

Just for thinking she's taking priority over

The labor

The nerve of a person to think it's a thing in this world that'll keep me from president Franklin

Like how I'ma sit onna phone with a bitch

Who I gotta send money because she got Nothin

On god

and I like to spoil my shit

Put its principles

Like I'ma scholar

I cannot be bothered

When I be out earning my shit

It hit different

When it ain't a handout

Know that they had doubts

But I'ma stand out

I'm inna Stu so much gotta dragged out

So many nights I was there till i blacked out

Ain't no comparison

I'm putting belt to ass like I was parenting

Rappers they putting me with get embarrassing

Get on the song and I sound like a terrorist

I'm just a black man made in America

They cannot take all the gifts I inherited

Speaking my piece and I'm changing the narrative

I gotta go a b it's imperative

**** been sleeping on me like a pillow

I'm not even scratching the surface with brillos

I'm spitting this harder than armadillos

**** competing get put inna rillo

I'm needing the money as long as a limo

I'm killing these rappers and comforting widows

I'm keeping pc

Hop out the windows

Money stay cc'd

I get the memo

And I give a pretty lil penny to kinfolk

other than that get the fuck on

Just a couple more subjects to touch on

And a couple more verses to touch up

**** hating I say shut the fuck up

If it ain't nothing positive or bringing profit I don't even know why I'm brung up

And I know it Mario but if it's green then I know that I'm getting the 1 up