[Intro] Yeah This industry is like the army I know that make no sense now But listen up and I'll break that shit down They build you up and then break your shit down That's the game
[Verse 1] Everybody out here turning two faced You make a fraction what I do, that's why you hate You stay hitting my line on the low, you lame Tryna merge two worlds that don't belong, fruit cake Oh wait, I been on my grind, I do skate That's why I do great, and everybody like you stay Talking local and only shopping BOGO, it's doomsday I'll knock the rhythm out you, I'll have you rapping like Blueface Crew stay going up like the club on a Tuesday Two days, been in the studio making moves, ay Best part about it? The studio's in my room, ay Only when I'm back in South Brunswick, in LA the mood's changed See you mad that it happened for me You confused, you a fan but you'll never agree That's why you all up on my page watching everything I see it all, but it's cool I don't say anything about it I'm really in my own lane if I think about it Nobody do it like me when I think about it Claim you're better than AK? Yeah, I doubt it You know the name, but the story? Nothing about it Ain't nobody know the story The explanation for the hunger, tryna make it for us That's the trait nobody see, but you can feel the aura The struggle hurt but in the end, damn, it's really gorgeous There's a reason it's my life and why I know I love it Remember heating up the crib with an open oven Only rocking hand-me-downs from my older cousins Since middle school, been on a mission to bring us above it *Ahem* [Verse 2] Yeah, so disrespect me and I'm taking offense The same dudes who ain't believe me now are shaking my hand They ain't know it back then, they was hating the gem But I knew the whole time they'd be back to commend me All my missions accomplished, hope to turn to accomplice I see 'em tryna make friends, they don't know I'm always watching The fakers making me nauseous, but I been known it's the process I was born with a grown mind, I always acknowledged Yeah, and ain't nobody else my age did Can't lie, back then it ain't make sense But I've learned and I've grown and I've made mends With all the bullshit that's coming with these fake friends Everybody actin' friendly, see they tryna get a piece They should stop and think about how I will have 'em at the knees Begging me to show 'em mercy music, how I shit and breathe Put my life into this shit man, you ain't getting shit from me I guess you'll know what time it is, stay on track like Thomas did For this I know I was meant, I'ma get my momma rich Change the game around a bit, pay a man to count the bands That's some fly shit for the future but for now we putting hours in
[Outro] This industry is like the army, I hope it's making sense now Shit is tough, they been tryna break me down We leveled up, look, they can't do shit now That's the gameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
