Back at it, running the summertime hit after hit like a drummer going double time Feet to the fire, I’m rising to the grind And I gotta cop a spot at the front of the line I'm that go-hard wild card, one of a kind so check check my namesake I won't resign But the top seems higher, the farther I climb As I foster these rhymes and I fought father time Now I'm big dipping cause the stars have aligned Big Rig call me optimus prime It took too long for your ocular lines To adjust quite as high as I do reside Years at it, and I never asked for nothing when it mattered Couch surfing on the wake of disaster This rapper overcame odds like even numbers On the brink of a breakthrough makin something outta nothing and you know
"Hold up wait up, You'll never make it" Thats what they said now I'm all over your playlist On shuffle on pause on repeat Put your ear to the street and you’ll see the crowd favorite But I know, respect flows slow And you get overlooked if the checks don't show Amen to the day when my bank roll grows Like my ovens on high, all eyes on my dough Well worth the wait putting seconds on the plate Letting nothing in my way to control my fate I regenerate, creating a clean slate And never disintegrate when they try to deflate So you can get behind me if you can't keep the pace It's a marathon son, not a foot race And ima stay up in it until I finish in first place You already know it's game over, check mate