Yeah yeah, Satisfied has to you Big Oh, you got the studio You feelin' good about right now, huh? Satisfied it has to you (6ix)
up let me get up in it now Bitch, I'm to win it now L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm finna it now If you know the words a step back and sing it now Never thought I'd have to, but I keep the tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Last time I said, it went viral, I fuck with nobody And I don't with you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of y'all know a fucking thing what I been through And all superficial shit you love I'm just not into And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap I've been to Like the pussy, don't me I ain't no killer, but you know the You think I caught the spirit how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no contest to all this shit, it just ain't no test Step and get to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest And no "S" on my chest but I'm still gunnin' half of these motherfuckers still runnin' I've learned everything I've and they still 'front him Like God damn, I'm the man Used to call you a hater, you a stan Ain't nobody built a brand like me I ain't signed a shoe deal I'm waitin' for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be like me Cut the check for 20 Million now and we might see Everybody rockin' my kicks, positivity I get up, I get up
I get up, I'm down Had enough, drowned, when shit rough I get tough and when I'm to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit I get tough and I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up
address me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' I'm not defined by clothes, and zeros It don't if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep 'Cause in the end we all six deep Meanwhile, I'll be on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and havin' way back in G'Burg single one of my homies and me work Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit, forget it wit' a dream but nobody gave a shit about it Ten later pick up a pen, write a hit about it And back then I thought I'd be defined by how I rhyme Not these rappers with shit flows, but look good online Not to feel bad for speakin' bout this shit on my mind Or called a faggot or or cracker who wish he was blacker I I could face my homophobic, attacker and smack the shit outta they ass as peaceful is It's highly improbable, it's But still, way too many people how I feel That's on the real, on the real, on the real
I get up, when I'm Had enough, drowned, when shit rough I get tough and when I'm to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, when I'm Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh
Ayo motherfuckin' said that shit on my last but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a mumble let's make America rap Industry don't give a fuck about rap or what's a Hype Beast, bitch, now who seein' me? Nobody reports the music, shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays divided, so I collided with headlines to preach that Go 'head now boy and that Wash my hands of this negativity, word to stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the Wu-Tang, get the Sinatra 'gon supreme your mental get out your feelins like dental This shit is consequential, a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, shit won't be the same a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to prosper But deep you know it's only 'gon be one Mufasa I'm the king, fuck the bling, but just make you kiss the ring All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I it sting now Don't try to twist my words and that into some shit I love all you motherfuckers, just to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the wide world applauded it still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm heartless Kanye in '08 that's word to NO I.D Now they all who I be I'm callin' out Jay-Z to up on the track with me and the whole industry 'em what that real rap do The in your court, Hov I hope to hear Guru, woo!