Yeah yeah, has come to you Big Oh, you got the shoutout You feelin' good yourself right now, huh? it has come 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 know the words take a back and sing it now Never thought I'd to, but I keep the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the to my Audi? time 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 a fucking thing 'bout what I been through And all that superficial shit you love I'm just not And when it comes to gettin' in this rap shit I've been to Like the pussy, don't me I ain't no killer, but you the rest You I caught the holy spirit how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no contest to all this wack shit, it just no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to And ain't no "S" on my but I'm still gunnin' While half of these motherfuckers still I've learned everything I've attained and they still him Like God damn, I'm the man Used to you a hater, you a motherfuckin' stan Ain't nobody built himself a brand me I ain't signed a shoe 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike To recognize all these youngins be just like me Cut the check for 20 Million right now and we see rockin' my kicks, preachin' positivity I get up, I get up
I get up, when I'm Had enough, almost drowned, when shit 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 and when 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
Never me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero Far from a hero, I never savin' hoes I'm not by these clothes, and zeros It matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep in the end we all six feet deep Meanwhile, I'll be on the 6ix beat Flashbacks and havin' way back in G'Burg Every single one of my and me work Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit, forget it Youngin' wit' a dream but gave a shit about it Ten years later pick up a pen, a hit about it And back then I thought I'd be defined by how I rhyme Not like these rappers shit flows, but look good online Not made to 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, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit 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, when 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 Trump said that shit on my last but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a mumble let's make America rap Industry don't a fuck about rap or what's happenin' Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who me? Nobody the music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided headlines to preach that Go 'head now boy and preach Wash my of this negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the Wu-Tang, get the Sinatra reign supreme Hoping your mental get out feelins like dental shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this shit won't be the Fuck a rap beef, I promise I 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 rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some I love all you motherfuckers, want to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world it Game still ain't me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm like Kanye in '08 Yeah word to NO I.D Now they all who I be I'm callin' out to jump up on the with me and smack the whole industry Show 'em what real rap do The ball's in court, Hov I hope to hear Guru, woo!