Yeah yeah, Satisfied has to you Big Oh, you got the studio You feelin' good about yourself 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 bring it now If you the words take a step back and sing it now Never thought I'd have to, but I the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the to my Audi? Last I said, it went viral, I don't fuck with nobody And I don't fuck you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of y'all know a fucking thing 'bout I been through And all that superficial shit you love I'm not into And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap I've been to the pussy, don't push me I no killer, but you know the rest You think I caught the holy how I'm feelin' blessed no contest to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, and get laid to rest And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm gunnin' While half of these motherfuckers still I've learned everything attained and they still 'front him Like God damn, I'm the man Used to call you a hater, you a stan nobody built himself a brand like me I ain't signed a shoe deal 'cause I'm for Nike To recognize all these wanna be just like me Cut the check for 20 Million now and we might see Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin' I get up, I get up
I get up, when I'm Had enough, drowned, when 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 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
Never address me as "Robert" unless about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never hoes I'm not defined by clothes, and zeros It matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep 'Cause in the end we all six feet Meanwhile, I'll be on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and visions way back in G'Burg Every single one of my homies and me Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit, about it Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody a shit about it Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit it And back I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhyme Not like these rappers with shit flows, but good online Not made to feel bad for speakin' bout shit on my mind Or a faggot or nigger or cracker who wish he was blacker I wish I face my homophobic, racist attacker and the shit they ass as peaceful is possible It's highly improbable, it's But still, way too many people feel how I That's on the real, on the real, on the real
I get up, I'm down Had enough, drowned, when 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 I get up, when I'm Had enough, almost drowned, 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
Ayo motherfuckin' Trump that shit on my album but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a let's make America rap again don't give a fuck about rap or what's happenin' Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who me? Nobody the music, this shit, this rap TMZ everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to preach that Go now boy and preach that Wash my hands of negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the on the scene? Wu-Tang, get the Sinatra 'gon supreme Hoping your mental get out your like dental This shit is consequential, a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the Nah, this shit won't be the same a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to prosper But deep down you know it's '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 know it now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some I all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the whole wide applauded it Game still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma it I'm heartless like in '08 that's word to NO I.D Now all know who I be I'm callin' out Jay-Z to up on the track with me and the whole industry Show 'em that real rap do The ball's in court, Hov I hope to from Guru, woo!