[Hook: XV] They try to say that I won’t make it to the top And now look They try to say that I won’t ever get my spot And now look They try to hate while they all wait for me to drop And now look I just think that y’all should stop Now look
[Verse 1: XV] See, I’m dope like Ves Saint Laurent, cause you ain’t gotta say why My home team was hating so my ear is all I play by Music keeps me down to Earth, but I still hope my fame rise Cause no one wants to be next to a black man unless you J5 See I’m trying to be J tall, you could be in gate high I take it to the max like a student that goes to Bayside Get counterfeit markers, all these niggas giving me fake fives That want to put a dot on my head, like lower-case I’s The game is crazy cause I know in that they try To have a nigga looking dumb, promoting like St Ives I ride till the wheels fall off, you ride till the paint’s dry And I know success is like a stopwatch, it takes time
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[Verse 2: XV] I’m just like that’s all you, on you I ain’t tripping, stacking chips in Palms Room With a latin chick to put my calls through Play some X-Box, read some comics, honest, that’s all hoff do But haters still want beef knowing I’m sick, raw food And my ex girl texted me saying I saw you Found out that I got another partner like Saw II They done seen how I developed from that dark room And sharks came out that water like you caught ‘em with a harpoon They dropped the ball too, now Vizzy got it I’m a clock tower, I got my city watching So little time, so many options That girl is fine, but I know she plotting Got bullied by the jocks and now I stop as they broads jocking That front row filled with all they girls you know that’s karma knocking Freeze frame, picture it Check your ’03 yearbook, they predicted it
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