I might pull up in that 'yota

Feeling kinda like Yoda

Flex hard like yoga

You already know I told 'em

Wrist cold like a soda

I might fly to Minnesota

Working like I got motives

Put the team on my shoulders

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

Ay, I run it like a marathon

Swinging for the fence, feel like Barry Bonds

Everybody wanna be my buddy, try to buddy up with me and play me like a pawn

Ain't nobody talking at my face, people only talk behind my back

You can say just what you gotta say but if you talking 'bout me say the facts

I'm really only one hit song away, I don't got the time to entertain the thought my goal too hard to be attained

Ain't nobody working at my pace

All I really gotta do is try, grinding for a minute; now it's time

You already know I got the drive, feel like I'm Jedi in my mind

Momma little worried 'bout my grades, but she knows I always find a way

In a year I'm gonna be okay, even with my sucky GPA

Everybody said that I was lame, until they understood I wasn't playing

I ain't down with taking any breaks, I found myself I'm never switching lanes

I might pull up in that 'yota

Feeling kinda like Yoda

Flex hard like yoga

You already know I told 'em

Wrist cold like a soda

I might fly to Minnesota

Working like I got motives

Put the team on my shoulders

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that 'yota

I might pull up in that all black

I might cop me a new phone just to have a reason not to call back

I would have a few more friends if everybody wasn't all whack

But imma focus on me and make sure the shows I'm doing get all packed

I remember when I was a kid, and everybody else was getting cars and everybody got it as a gift

But people like me had to work for ours

Shoutout to the homie Nicky B.

We was down in Dallas rolling deep

Hustling, and making with the beats

I can't afford to do it all for free

No job, and I been going broke

But imma find a way, I gotta go

'cause every time somebody told me "No" I never gave up holding on to hope

My entire team is finna eat, when I pop I gotta share the grub

It's sowed, it's almost time for me to reap

And if I win it's everybody's dough