Say whats up america Half of you should know me right Other half are replicas Shout-out to my, my Shout-out to that one dude Oh wait fuck that Ain't nobody held my ass Out on this jump through Seems like they finally give a fuck when they see numbers prime And most my family don't even believe that those numbers mine Remember when I got like 350 huge record dropping Now those tracks are sellin' so Caymin's makin' some record (record, record)
Boi Yeah homie check the repertoire Jesus on my speed-dial Waitin' for that heavens call This ones for the kids like me that never had a chance to ball And bitch I made it cause I never gave myself a chance to fall
Man its funny how this happened though Thought Id be a lawyer now I'm stackin' off of rappin' shows Guess its in my blood to pack a venue bag and ravage hoes So when you see my name just know I ain't some fucking average Joe
Yo, yeah I guess its true that when they say that few will make it And best believe in that category I found a placement This was never for the money or the payment This was simply for respect, and a fuck you to those who hate it I've seen people come and go, that's the crazy part And even my closest homies said I ain't goin' very far I've had many people tell me I should stop But a little talk from these fuckers never made me wanna flop
Now its two feet on the pedal Going harder than I ever have and still ain't never settled Shots to homie Yonas, you may have never known this But I used to repeat "Lost me" when I was goin' through bull shit Every time I cut and thought about blowin' my skull in I would turn that song to max and close that pill bottle Id opened And even though the pain inside my head was never spoken You're the reason I am me and no longer a kid who's broken
So I thank you for reversing my frown and picking me up off the dirt when I was laying on the ground The reason that the clock inside my head had been rewound and the motivation you gave me to put on this fucking crown (crown, crwzn)