Credits
Lyrics
Okay,
First off fuck yall
To whoever slept
Whoever forgot
And whoever left
Whoever doubted
Who ain't get behind it
Just do like Beyoncé and move to the left
Whoever that said I wasn't gon eat
Like the kitchen the closed
And we losing the chef
Whoever hating and praying against
Keep going lil ****
You Doing your best
I paid my dues
I rode the bench
I sat in studios didn't get shit
I watched record labels say it might not work
And they signed bullshit and came and went
I watched friends turn back on me
Just to double back saying i changed and shit
went uncredited a bunch of times
And i still ain't even got paid for shit
I'm a product of nothing
I said that I was coming
**** thought I was bluffing
I looked you in the eyes and proficised my time
So it's just a matter of that when it's just me that run shit
Im from where all my **** never grew up with fathers
So to all us fr that's just my momma ex husband
I said that I was coming **** thought I was bluffing
I was that I was coming pulling up clutching
Told yall **** bitch I am the one
I am the I am
I'm the prodigal son
Only got one friend in the industry ****
And if you touch them 3 letters im the one the gun
And **** been stealing my style and i peeped
Tryna run off with bill my SoundCloud leak
But it's all just artist that's bigger than me
But it still don't work out
Man the shit can deep
I put a lil crack in raps and popped off
Now these **** feen l mean like bath salts
Ion listen to **** cause **** can't rap dog
Ion listen to **** cause these **** be cap dog
Said u **** viruses don't get yo logged off
She go like both ways so I call her my cat dog
She said wanna do a lil more than get knocked off
Took her to top golf
Parking lot then got topped off
Everyday on the internet they say i sound like this **** that ****
He should've signed to top dog
I ain't dissing nobody im just getting my rocks off
Don't even be comparing to **** im not yall
Im definitely not
And if you did before this
And know ima drop
Lil bruh you should definitely stop
I'm definitely hot
And if you could come to Atlanta get definitely shot
Written by: SWAVAY
